(completed) "You have to let it all go.
The way he kissed you, the way he smelled, the way he touched your waist and pulled you in.
You have to let it go and you have to let him go.
Because that's who he was, not who he is."
Listening to the constant clattering of the wheels of my luggage for about fifteen minutes, I eventually reached my saddening destination.
The bus stop where I first set foot on Seoul, and the very place I fell for Hana.
Upraising my left arm to check my wristwatch, I acknowledged that my 8:00 p.m. departure was drawing near.
The sky had turned off its lights ever since and displayed the same magnificent, hair-raising view of the city I saw on that night, but it just didn't feel the same without that troublesome yet adorable loser standing beside me.
And for some idiotic reason, I hoped Hana would be here to send me off.
I know I know, I was the one that ended things with her and abruptly cut her off.
Regardless of the irrefutable facts, I still found myself examining the area in search for a short and captivating girl who wore a smile that could light up Seoul city brighter than ever.
And yes, I am still helplessly in love with that girl.
My heart skipped a beat when I caught the sleeve of an ivory sweater peek out of the wall of the bus stop, but my hopeful anticipation was demolished when it merely turned out to be a guy.
But instantly recognizing who he is, my chest warmed scorchingly.
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Despite being former friends now, my admiration and respect for Jin were permanently engraved in my heart.
Ambling towards him with one hand in my pocket and the other tugging on my luggage handle, I placidly halted about two feet away from his body.
"What're you doing here?" I questioned, utterly flabbergasted at his unexpected visitation when I allegedly deceived him.
Timidly glancing down at his sneakers for a second then back at me, Jin stated, "I came here to apologize."
"For?" I asked, cocking my head slightly to the right.
Inhaling a large amount of the wintry air as his broad shoulders elevated synchronously, he let it all out and sorrowfully uttered, "Not believing you."
"You were right. You really were telling the truth." Jin acknowledged his misapprehension from that incident between him, his girlfriend, and me.
Baffled at his sudden change of mind, I queried, "How'd you-"
"Yerim admitted it." he confessed with a shamefaced look, then lightly grasped me by one side of my shoulder.
"Jungkookie, I'm really sorry for betraying you like that."
... Wow.
I'm so accustomed to being the position to apologize instead of the one to receive it, so this was honestly a really weird experience for me.
