Act XXV, Scene 3

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HoSeok just couldn't believe his eyes, as he saw the silhouette of a familiar boy. Even after a long time, he didn't have a problem with recognizing him.

He looked malnourished, one of his wrists was tightly wrapped in a bandage, but despite this he was calm. Under his clothes there surely countless scars were hidden, but on his lips, there was a light smile.  In his posture, there was visible that he was happy, unlike that time when Jung saw him for the last time, a year earlier, as he seemed to get rid of that heavy baggage he had on his shoulders for so long and now he could go straight, with his head high.

A bit unconsciously, HoSeok walked closer towards him, catching the boy's attention, as he rose his head, smile getting bigger.

"HoSeok." He said quietly, happiness on his face.

"SeokJin." The older responded as Kim placed his book aside, just before he was engulfed in a warm embrace by the other, who still couldn't believe that the boy sat in front of him.

"Yes, it's me." The younger laughed lightly, hugging HoSeok back. "I did it. I won't disappear like that ever again." He promised as he closed his eyes with a smile still on his lips. 

"What was happening with you through the whole time?" Jung asked when he finally released the boy.

"I'll tell you everything, but maybe not here? The whole campus doesn't have to know about it. It's a little private, you know?" Jin rose from the bench, gathering his things, and then waved to the rest of the group, that still stood in shock a few meters away.

The first ones who came back to their senses were YoonGi and JeongGuk, and soon others followed, rounding the boy who just laughed at it. Five young men couldn't believe it, just like HoSeok earlier. Finally, everything seemed to turn out well. They waited a year, but now it didn't matter. 

Eventually, all seven of them reunited, two friends and five more who also wanted to gain that title in SeokJin's eyes.

A story full of unusual events was slowly coming to its end.


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