The Dream Plan

Chapter 5 Last Part

Grey's POV:

“Hey! Take care of yourself. We're still going to train together!” Akira said as he put my luggage down and sat on a bench in the airport.

“Yes yes... I'm going to miss you too.” I said. “It's funny how we just met and yet it feels like we've known each other for so long.” He said and then I sat beside him while waiting for my flight.

“I know right. I'm surprised to find someone who gets me and is just like me. I mean, you're like me but a boy.” I said and we both laughed. Then my flight was called.

“Call me when you landed M'lady.” He said and then hugged me. “I will...” I said and let go of the embrace. “Oh, here... I made this last night. A friendship bracelet, for you and me.”

He handed me the bracelet with cute charms on it. His is blue stringed and mine is Mint. Yes, our favorite colors.

“Oh My... I haven't got you any yet. Geez... I'm so embarrassed yet so glad...” I said and hugged him one more time.

“It's fine... As long as we're friends. It's not like the material that matters...”He said and I nodded in response. “Sayonara!” I said and he smiled and said the same thing. And then he gave me a flying kiss.

“Seriously?!” I said then chuckled... He smiled even brighter. Ah... A Japanese people really does have that Healing Smile...

As I enter the plane and took my seat. Well, I put on my headphones and just listened to some music to help me relax. To be honest, I am aerophobic. Music helps me lessen the stress and anxieties I have.

The flight was just quick... I guess? Because I slept. Korea to Germany... Well, been 6 years too...

Landed safely, so as told, I called Akira.

“Moshi moshi! I just landed.”

“Good. I'm relieved.”

“So... I'm here still waiting for my parents.”

“Is that so? Okie...
Oh, the choreographer's calling us.
Talk to you later”

“Ok... Laters, Bye!”

“Byeee”

>Hungs up<

After the call... I waited in the airport for my mom and dad. A few minutes... Hours... Wew, are they coming?

Then, it's already night time, my phone's dead trying to call them. My charger's broken because of my butter hands. I just don't know how it broke...

Until I decided to just go home by myself. I still remember where our house is though. We didn't change neighborhood or stuff.

I took a taxi and stated the address. Oh I am so pissed right now. Did they just forgot they have another child who came from Korea and went home just to see them and spend time with them since she cannot do that anymore when she started training?!

Then I came to the house... Lights we're off except for the 4 rooms on the 2nd floor. I hit the doorbell 3 times. Then the door opened by itself. No one was opening it and so I entered.

I actually thought to myself, what if I came to the wrong house?

So I entered, no... It's this house. They didn't painted our height measurement on the walls. And it has my name on it with my 3 other sisters.