(I'm sorry, i know this part is boring)
It was Friday. 06.30 a.m. your alarm rang you woke up and made your way down to the kitchen. The room was filled with the sweet scent of pancakes. "The perfect breakfast for a rainy day", your dad said, giving you a kiss on your forehead. After eating, you got ready for school. You wanted to make your way to the bus station, but you stopped at the doorframe. You walked very fast to the bus station, cause it was raining heavily, a dense fog laid over the roofs. Taking a deep breath of the cold and fresh air, making you gasp. Rain never was a bad weather for you. It gave you a feel of lightness and freedom. While waiting for the bus, you took out your book as usual and continued reading. The book already looked very used. The spine of the book was broken, the cover had some clefts and was pretty worn out.
The bus came. You headed in and took a seat in one of the middle rows. You wanted to read, but then you got a call. You put the book on the seat bench and picked up the phone.
"Hello?" you asked.
"Hey, it's me. Beomgyu. I just wanted to ask, when you'll be at school?"
"Oh, uhmm, around 15 minutes. Why?"
"Oh, i need your help in maths. Maybe you could explain me, what we did last time."
"Yes, for sure. I'll see you in 15"
"Okay, thank you. See ya"
You hung up. You scrolled through social media, getting some news.
The bus stopped im front of the school. With light wet hair, you quickly went into your class, where beomgyu already waited for you. "Good morning", he pulled you into a hug. "Here i have a coffee for you", he handed you the cup. "Thank you", you took a sip. "Mhm, is this a caramel Frappuccino?" "Uhmm, yes?" "This is my favourite one." Beomgyu's coffee lighted up your day even more. "Mine too." "So let's start this shit." He chuckled of your comment. The class bell rang. School started and the first six hours went by like a flash. It was lunch time. In the hallway you put your school books in your locker, when you noticed, something was missing. You looked in your bag. 'My phone? here. My Portemonnaie? here. My headphones? here. My school books? Here. My book?' 'MY BOOK!'
"Shit!" it just came out of your mouth. Your book wasn't here. You lost your book. Your hands started being sweaty, you got short of breath and started looking hectically in your bag, but it wasn't there. You could feel your heart broke. Tears started filling your eyes, but you didn't want to cry in school. You tried to held them back and wiped them away before even rolling down your cheeks. You winced when someone tapped your shoulder. "y/n ... is everything fine?", he asked with a calm voice. You took a deep breath, before turning around, in hope, you wouldn't start crying, if you talk about it. "no, it's not. I- i-" you gasped. He put his hand on your shoulder. "y/n, you know you can tell me", he looked at you worried. "I- i lost my book, soobin. I lost my book." A tear rolled down your cheek. Soobin's and your glassy eyes met. He softly wiped your tear away with his thumb. "okay y/n, don't cry, we'll find it."
You two spend the whole lunch break finding your book, but without success. "It's nowhere", you sighed. "Let's ask the principal's secretary, maybe she has it cause someone handed it in", soobin suggested. "Yeah maybe."
"I'm sorry, but no student gave me a book", but if someone will give me one, i'll tell you first." "Thank you miss Park." you said, walking through the hallway. "Don't worry y/n, we'll find your book", soobin gave you a smile. "Hey, let's go to the canteen." "But class starts in 5." "Not for us. Class always starts on Friday an hour later after lunch break, since you didn't pick arts as an extra subject." "Oh no. That's great." "Let's go", Soobin grabbed you by your wrist, walking very fast to the canteen. You saw Beomgyu, Hueningkai, Taehyun and Yeonjun sitting at their usual table. Not many other people were in canteen, beside of some classmates.
"Hey guys", you said while taking your seat, on the left next to Beomgyu. "y/n, your eyes are glassy. Did something happen?", Taehyun immediately asked. All the boy's eyes were on you, one looking more worried than the other one. "I'm fine, i-" you sighed and before you could continue talking, soobin said "she lost her book." "Oh, i'm sorry, does this book have a special meaning for you?", Yeonjun, picking out the carrots of his salad. "yes, i got this book", you gulped. "I got it from my mother." You tried to avoid talking about this weak point. "You never told something about her", Hueningkai said interested in the subject we just broached. "uhmm... yes i know", you hesitated. "i actually don't like to talk about it, because-, not important", you couldn't continue talking about it.
"It's okay, if you don't want to talk about it", beomgyu said. "Yeah, you don't have to continue", soobin said. Beomgyu laid his hand on yours. He grabbed it and drew circles on the back of your hand with his thumb. "Okay guys, can we please talk about something different?", soobin asked. "yes sure, guys have you heard ...", Taehyun started talking, but you got lost in your mind.
You missed your mother so much. The warm smile she gave you every time she saw you, even of she had a bad day. Listening to music and dancing with your parents. Going to some fancy restaurants and enjoying the starry sky and walking through the parks, eating some ice cream. Or the movie nights, when you watched some classic movies, while eating some pop corn, talking about the the bad special effects, which were 'normal' for this time. The trips to other cities, taking part of some sightseeing tours. Travelling to other countries in summer. Baking cookies in December. Seeing you, performing on stage. Seeing them, being proud of your good grades at school. Going into theatres. Trying new food and going shopping on Saturdays. All of that. Memories, memories you made with both of your parents.
