pinky promise | m.y.g

I had always remembered him as strict. Going after the boys with hair too long, or piercings, or ripped jeans. He was hated a lot though, the other student council members didn't like him as much either.

I'd catch him reading after school, sometimes even napping. And I'd wonder why he was still here.

After he graduated I didn't see him again.

I heard he had became an idol a couple years back, to a group named 'Bangtan Boys.'

It was odd, I hadn't expected it from him.

I never thought I would have a chance to see him again,

I wondered what he would look like. What he would sound like. What kind of a person he was now.

And it wasn't until a unusually bright sunny day that I got to see him again.

I still wonder why he seemed more brighter than the sun to me.