Finding you [MYG]✔️

1. Unfamiliar

Everything is unfamiliar. Like a place I've only seen in a blurry picture. It's strange to think I used to live here, in this town.

I glide my fingers across the piano, playing a little tune. The one I learnt from him.

"Start unpacking Y/N, I need to head to the office." My father bluntly says in the same monotonous voice he always speaks in. I nod as he leaves, slamming the door shut behind him. The sound resonates throughout the entrance hall, the only lasting thing my father leaves me.

He's always been like that, always in a rush to leave. I know he thinks his work is more important than me and my brother Jin, that's why he had us move all the way to Seoul and as soon as his company said they needed him in the Busan office, we're back again.

Annoyed, I abandon the piano and head up to my new room.
Hanging on my wardrobe is the Busan High School uniform my fathers secretary bought for me. I stare at it and sigh.

Honestly, I really didn't want to move back here. I didn't have many friends in Seoul but I enjoyed the environment, I'm already missing it. Yet... there is something I'm looking forward to here...
Finding my childhood best friend.

He has a special place in my heart. After my mother died, he cheered me up. He was the only one able to do that. Not even my brother could.

I remember the day I left here. He came running to my house with my favourite chocolate bar, tears in his eyes.
I smile to myself thinking about him and the promise he made me.

"I'll wait for you Kim Y/N! I'll wait for you to come back so I can make you my girlfriend! I'll wait, forever and always."

We were only 8, I thought it was a silly promise but now, 9 years later, it's about to come true.

With a sappy smile, I write about how eager I am to find him in my journal.
I know- it's childish to have a journal at my age.
But it's comforting to me, it's an outlet for my emotions and that's all that matters.
I'm still a bad bitch underneath all the fluff anyway.

"Y/N, where'd dad go?" Jin asks, popping his head through the door.

"Work, as usual."

"Alright, I'm going to the store to buy some folders for University. I'll get you some snacks too."
I smile and wave goodbye as he leaves.
I often wonder what life would be like without him. He's only a year older than me and I tell him everything. Without him, these past few years would have been so lonely.

Before I know it, the first day of school rolls around and I'm already striding past the gigantic metal gates.
As I walk through the halls, I get a few stares and whispers, they must know I'm new.

Trying to find my classroom, I wonder if he is here, I mean, this is one of the best schools in Busan so if he didn't leave this city, he could be here.

After awhile of aimless wondering, I realise I'm lost. With a groan, I dig into my blazer pocket to look for the school map I was given when all of a sudden I smack against something soft but firm.

I step backwards, rubbing my forehead.
"Sorry." I mumble, bowing.

The boy looks down at me concerned.
"Are you okay... Y/N?" He asks reading my name tag.

I look up to see a boy with brown hair and a name tag that reads 'Jung Hoseok'.
"Yeah I'm fine. Sorry again." I say with another bow.

"Are you new? I haven't seen you around before... I'm Jung Hoseok." He smiles.

I nod.
"Yes and I'm kind of lost... do you know where room 12 is?"

"Room 12? Is that your classroom?" He beams.