홍바비 (Bobbi)

After the reunion, her friends went on with their lives. She realized that it was not only her who had it difficult in life. She learned that each of them lived a moment in their lives filled with difficulties, and she was proud of them, even to herself that they were able to go on happily.

Sungchan and Miyoung, once a happy loving couple in high school, didn't end up together because of differences as what both of them said during their get-together months ago. It was not easy to become friends with their exes, but Sungchan and Miyoung maintained it well. Though, Jiwoo wished that they will find their way back to each other because she could still see that they longed for each other.

Anton, with only a few years difference, he grew up to be a very fine man. He was still as clingy as back then and would always annoy the others. He pursued his dream of becoming a world class cellist.

Shotaro became a business owner and owned several chicken restaurants. Who would have known that their family's chicken restaurant would become popular? Having the popular guys promote his chicken restaurant was a smart move. He also built a dance studio and hold dance classes to aspiring talents.

Suyoung and Sohee got married like what they both said before graduating high school. The two were inseperable. Among the couples in their circle, the two were the healthiest and the least problematic. Only Jiwoo could laugh at herself feeling envious of the two.

Seunghan did really keep his promise to her that he will be by her side no matter what. Without her knowing, he has been taking good care of her parents and even Woojae behind the scenes. She felt bad for not noticing it all those years as she succumbed to her own mishap. Recently, he happily told her that he is beginning to like someone better than Jiwoo.

Wonbin had the best of both worlds, pursuing his passion to music and business. He remained a true friend. He will always be her first love, the one who loved her first for her, and the one who will always love her for her. Wonbin gave her a lesson to sometimes letting go of someone you love can be a start of a greater good.

"Jiwoo…" she slowly looked up and saw Eunseok standing a few steps from her. He looked like he ran his way to her once again. His eyes were big and bright, like almonds but were glimmering as it reflected the sparkling waters of the river. She didn't notice herself tearing until he mentioned it. He quickly went to cup her face and wiped her tears with his thumb. "I'm sorry, did you wait long?"

"Silly, no. I didn't." Jiwoo smiled. "I'm okay. I was just thinking about our friends.."

"Friends? Why?" He asked while getting seated next to her. "Are they making you sad?"

Jiwoo shook her head sideways, "the opposite. I just realized a lot of things. I get to talk with them and learned that we grew up differently.." She said, her eyes then shifted on his hand that were covered with blisters. She gasped as she held it up. "W-What happened?"

"Oh, this?" Eunseok asked. "I had to sign a lot of papers in a hurry.. I can't make you wait that long." He smiled, "Just think of it as my reward." He tried to make light of it but knowing Jiwoo, she didn't budge and went to get her cosmetic kit and pulled out some disinfectant and cream. She carefully mend his blisters and placed a plaster in the biggest one. Eunseok thought that he had to pull his hand away but Jiwoo held it close and laced her fingers with his.

He tried his best not to smile widely but his nerves betrayed him that he pulled her close to his side and squeezed her hand. He then turned to Jiwoo, thinking that she was watching the river in front of them but no. She was looking at him tenderly with a sweet smile on her lips. "Hmm?"

"I could watch you all day.." She spoke cutely making Eunseok hold his breath, trying not to look like he was going to explode. "Can I do that?"

He took a deep breath and nodded, "Yeah, sure." He said.

Jiwoo chuckled and moved closer to him, letting go of his hand and slowly wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her lips on his cheek. "I am so happy that you're here." She confessed. "To be honest, even before the reunion, I thought of everyone and everything made sense…"

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"I lost my reason to live… Somehow, I lost myself in the process and I felt lonely despite my achievements, despite having mom and dad live well.." She explained, "I happened to hear a song that made me remember all the things that happened in high school… everything we've been through together after that." She said. "I used to see myself looking lifeless but when I remembered all those things, I began to look much livelier.."

Eunseok listened to her with pure intent and when she finished, he gently planted a soft kiss on her forehead. "I'm proud of you." He said, those words made Jiwoo's heart skip a beat that she suddenly hugged him tightly. She never knew those words would mean so much to her. "I thank God, that we were able to cross paths again."

"I never loved anyone after you.." She confessed. "When I saw you at the hotel, I wanted to hug you, like I wanted to ignore the fact that there were people there… but I was hesitant because I thought you were mad at me.." She explained, "But now, everything fell in place."

"We just have to make up with the time we spent apart with a lifetime of being together." Eunseok said as he held her hand gently. "I told myself that I will never love any woman after you. My heart only wants you. Your happiness is my happiness.. your sadness is my sadness.." He explained but Jiwoo began to chuckle, thinking that he was trying to light up the mood. "I'm serious, I want to marry you. I want to be with you for the rest of my life, Shim Jiwoo.."

"Who would have thought… that the King of Segye High school would want to date someone like me?" Jiwoo asked, as he held his hand. "That, I wanted to ask myself if I were still not confident about myself.." She said, then cupped his face, gently caressing his cheek as she looked intently into his eyes. Her heart was racing and it made her feel a bit breathless. "I had to build myself in order to deserve you and I did. I did it so that I can be with you with no regrets.. I've finally reached my dreams and I am very sure… very sure that I want to spend my life with you too.."

A sigh of relief left Eunseok's lips, dropping his head as he could finally breathe. "Damn, you got me feeling like I was in a roller coaster.." He commented making Jiwoo chuckle.

"Did I?" Jiwoo said as she continued to caress his face. "I love you," She said, finally cupping the other side as she gently leaned closer to kiss his lips. "Thank you so much for waiting…"

Eunseok smiled, kissing her softly, gently falling into her sweet lips. "Will you marry me?" He asked when they pulled away and looked into each others eyes.

Jiwoo bursts out laughing looking away to hide her red face. She did not expect that Eunseok would throw that question almost immediately.

"What? Did I say something funny?" He asked, pouting a bit. Jiwoo immediately shook her head and ceased her laughter. She then went back to hold his hand.

"Why are you so steadfast?" She asked him.

"I told you, I waited enough so this is it. I am so ready to marry you in an hour." Eunseok said with so much determination.

"You are really one of a kind," She commented and immediately gave him her sweetest answer with kiss. "Of course, I will marry you, Song Eunseok."

. . . .

The alarm went off, causing Jiwoo to turn and twist on the bed before reaching her phone on the bedside table. She immediately got up and slowly gathered up her senses before completely opening her eyes. She looked at the window and it was snowing. "Hmm, it's snowing." She told herself, then she felt someone shifted next to her. She turned her head only to see a hand poking out under the sheets and a glimpse of dark hair inches away from the head board. She smiled and slowly went to check on him, pulling the blanket off his face.

Eunseok was sleeping soundly next to her. She pulled his arm from the side and placed it on his chest. He somehow felt her and went to wrap his arms around her, pulling her close, making her rest on his chest. "Hmm… good.. morning," He unconsciously spoke, not even opening his eyes.

Jiwoo smiled and pecked his cheek. "Good morning," she continued to stare at his sleeping face before she moved a bit in his embrace and cuddled next to him. "We should get ready for work." She told him.

"10 minutes." Eunseok replied, still not opening his eyes. Jiwoo's warmth next to him was enough to charge him up for the day but he wanted more. He can't believe that their honeymoon had just ended.

"The chairperson can't be late." Jiwoo replied, making Eunseok annoyed and finally open his eyes and looked at her with a frown. "Hmm? Why look grumpy?"

"Because… you're making me so." He replied, but Jiwoo just smiled at him before cupping his face and caressed it. She then pinched his cheeks.

"What do you want for breakfast?" She asked but Eunseok was still sulking at her. She sighed and dropped her hands and stared at him sternly. "Babe.." She smiled, "10 more minutes?"

Eunseok nodded without hesitation and went to bury his face on her chest, hugging her tightly. Jiwoo sighed, smiling contently with him. "I love you…Eunseok."

"My wife… I love you too." Eunseok replied.

"You could have waited for him," Woojae said as he gave her his handkerchief, but seeing that Eunseok's reason for being there was someone else, he instantly knew what she could be feeling. "Do you want me to stay with you until the end of the party?" He asked.

"If that is okay," She replied.

"Are you worried that they won't talk to you?" Woojae asked. "Noona, being friends doesn't mean you have to see each other every day. Life comes first more than anything… " He sighed. "You did what you had to do back then I am sure they will understand…."

"But it has been years," She reasoned.

Woojae shook his head and gave his sister an assuring smile. "True friendship lasts forever… I am sure they are waiting for you there."

"I don't know Woojae. I thought I can go there alone. I am sorry if I had to call you…" She sighed.

"Don't worry, noona." He smiled. "I told you, I am here for you always."

. . . .

Eunseok had no choice but find his way to Segye High School Reunion as fast as he can. When he arrived, he was greeyed by his former classmates. He was then found by Shotaro who was hanging out at the parking with the other boys. Eunseok was disheveled as he was in a rush to catch Jiwoo.

"Hey, you look not okay." Sungchan spoke as he gave Eunseok a brotherly embrace. "Did you go here after I called you?" He asked.

"I saw Jiwoo at the hotel. Is she here?" Eunseok asked.

"Wait, you saw her?" Wonbin asked. Eunseok didn't notice him at first but seeing Wonbin made his heart sank more.

"Is she here?" Eunseok tried to ask again but his friends were more concern of his state as he looked like he was losing his mind finding Jiwoo.

"She is not here yet." Shotaro spoke sternly. "As a matter of fact, she's coming with her brother,"

Hearing it, Eunseok sat on the concrete floor and relaxed for a bit. He felt like he ran several laps the moment he saw and lost her. He was quiet but his friends felt how he was feeling at the moment.

He didn't notice Wonbin left to get him a can of beer from the food table. The others left to give them space, except for Seunghan who stayed with them.

"Drink," Wonbin told Eunseok after opening the beer can. The latter was hesitant but Wonbin was persistent. "You need it." He said.

"It seems like you never stopped loving her," Wonbin spoke. "I applaud you for that." He chuckled a bit, trying to lift the mood. "If she comes, what is it going to be?"

"She broke up with me before telling me what was wrong…" Eunseok confessed. "She told me she was tired of me but it didn't feel that way…when she said that, but she begged for me to leave. I only found out that her dad got into an accident after his retirement and lost all of their savings for his medications and Jiwoo had to drop off college for a year or two to work full time.. I didn't know. I hated her the entire time… I learned about her situation when I happened to meet her dad at the hospital years ago.."

"She never told us any of that.." Seunghan said but the look on Wonbin's face was different. "You knew?"

"Only recently, from Woojae." Wonbin replied.

"After all these years, I still love her. Seeing her earlier made me feel so alive…. but then she saw my date and I think I hurt her.." He said, a tear fell from the corner of his eye. Then they heard foot steps walking towards them. Everyone looked up to see who it was and it was Woojae walking by himself.

"Shim Woojae." Wonbin spoke, excited to see the younger brother he took care a long time ago. "Wow, you've grown a lot."

"I am glad everyone is here in one place.." Woojae chuckled as he greeted each of them with a hug. He noticed Sohee and Anton walking towards them, they greeted him with the same warmth. Even Anton who was the last to be close to Woojae before they went on different paths.

"Noona?" Anton asked, seeing Woojae but not Jiwoo.

"Yeah, that's the problem." Woojae sighed. "She's outside but I couldn't make her step out of the car. She is anxious to meet you. You know, she thought you guys are mad that she cut off any communication because of what happened back then."

Seunghan chuckled, "Seems like our Jiwoo is still worried about us," He said.

"Well, someone has to pick her up and tell her that it's okay. Right?" Wonbin asked, finally turning to Eunseok who was quiet next to him. "You think you can fetch her, hyung?"

"What? I don't think—" Eunseok tried to shrug it off, unsure if Jiwoo really wanted to see him but he felt a squeeze on his shoulder and turned to Wonbin.

"I'm the one she needs," Wonbin said.

"Wonbin's right. What matters right is Jiwoo." Seunghan replied.

. . . .

Jiwoo was cupping her face trying to compose herself in the car while Woojae went out to get her a bottle of water. She didn't know that her brother had met her friends for help, and she was crying inside the car alone. She thought that she'd be okay with Woojae to attend the reunion but even with him, she felt anxious and tormented by the thoughts of her friends hating on her. She was sobbing quietly, trying to wipe down the tears in her eyes, carefully not ruining her makeup.

She couldn't get rid of the image of Eunseok being with another girl still. She still loves him after all these years and if she were to ask, she wanted to be with him more than anyone in this world.

She took a couple of deep breaths before lifting her head up, thinking she'd finally composed herself. "I'm okay. It's just your thoughts, Jiwoo. No one hates you. Not your friends." She told herself.

Then a knock on the car window appeared. She immediately opened the door, thinking it was Woojae. "Woojae, I think I'm ready…" She spoke but when she saw who it was she stopped and stared at him. "S-Song Eunseok.."

Even before Eunseok could speak, tears began to stream down her eyes once more. She didn't say a word, instead she began to cry her heart out and Eunseok, worried as he was, went to cup her cheek and wiped down her tears. "Hey… what's wrong?" He gently asked.

"I don't want to cry but I can't stop myself.." Jiwoo sobbed, she completely lost her composure and cried her heart out. "I'm sorry." She cried.

"Hmm? It has been years since I last saw you, Jiwoo… and here you are apologizing? For what?" He asked her. "For breaking up with me?"

Jiwoo didn't respond but he knew that what was she thought. "I got mad because I didn't understand…" he said. "And you know what? I still love you after all these years. I tried to move on but it feels wrong to live without you." Eunseok couldn't stop himself but to speak all the things he wanted to tell her. "I'm sorry I didn't try to know…"

Jiwoo continued to sob like a child in front of him. She thought she was the one who will say a lot of things, who will apologize for a lot of things but it was Eunseok who said it all. "I didn't mean to break your heart.."

"You didn't, hmm?" Eunseok assured her as he pulled her to an embrace. "You didn't, okay? It must have been so hard for you and lonely.." He sighed as he gave her soothing back rubs. After a while, he pushed her an arm away to see her face, he smiled at her as they looked into each other's eyes. He felt so alive seeing her and holding her in his arms. She looked exactly the same as the last time he saw her.

"I look horrible," She mumbled, wiping her years with her hand. Eunseok shook his head and helped her wipe her tears. 

"No, you are beautiful." Eunseok assured her, making Jiwoo chuckle shyly. He was still the same. His words of affirmation always felt like a warm hug for her. "I told myself that if I see you again, I will never let you go."

"I won't go anywhere," She replied and pulled him in for a tight hug, burying her face on his chest. "I love you," She mumbled.

Eunseok smiled and hugged her back, patting her head. "I love you more, Jiwoo."

. . . .

"Hey! I heard Jiwoo's here!" Suyoung rushed out of the gymnasium with Miyoung, walking towards the guys. She stopped halfway when she saw the guys were already talking to Jiwoo. Suyoung stopped and began to cry on her spot when Jiwoo and her locked eyes. "Shim Jiwoo, you bitch!" She yelled and before Jiwoo could respond she hugged her tightly. "Where have you been? I missed you so much!" She cried.

"Suyoungie.." Jiwoo chuckled, hugging her best friend. "I missed you too." She chuckled.

"I've been wanting to tell you that I was never and will never be mad at you. Hmm?" Suyoung said as he cupped her cheeks. "Look at you, you are so pretty…" She pinched, then she turned to see Eunseok standing behind her. "Did you…"

Jiwoo looked at Eunseok before nodding to confirm that they are back together making the guys cheer for them. "Finally, I get to see you guys together again~" Suyoung cheered as she hugged Jiwoo once more. "I'll make it up to you since I didn't invite anyone on my wedding with Sohee.." She grinned.

"You got married?" Jiwoo blinked. Suyoung and Sohee showed their wedding rings and everyone congratulated them in chorus.

"I'm sure you really didn't forget about us," Seunghan spoke as he finally took a step closer to Jiwoo. She didn't hesitate to wrap her arms around him, missing Seunghan a lot ever since he went far to study. Then she turned to Wonbin whom she hadn't seen for years too.

"I thought I wasn't going to see you again," She told Wonbin as she hugged him.

"Well, I can't just miss this reunion and probably your wedding day…" Wonbin teased.

Jiwoo blushed at the thought, thinking it was a bit too fast to think about marriage now that she just got back together with Eunseok. "I'm going to stay a bit longer to establish my company here.."

"Whoa, congratulations!" Jiwoo cheered, she then spotted Shotaro standing behind, watching her like a proud dad. "Oppa," She smiled and hugged him close. "Thank you,"

"It's no biggie.." Shotaro pat her head.

. . . .

Later on, they all gathered inside and were having wine and pasta. Jiwoo was left with the girls, catching up with their lives while the boys went to tables to greet their other friends. Jiwoo felt a bit woozy from the wine so she decided to step out for a bit and went to sit in the school's flower garden. There were a lot of people around the place, talking and drinking too, so she didn't seem to feel lonely. She sat and stared at the night sky, hugging herself smiling. She then heard footsteps and it was Wonbin holding cans of warm coffee he took from the vending machine.

"Wonbin~" She smiled cheekily. "Where's Seunghan?" She asked as she fetched on the warm can. She muttered a thanks and opened it quickly before taking a sip.

"Well, he's out with Sohee but he'll be here in a bit." He replied and sat next to her. "You okay?"

She nodded, "Just a bit dizzy from the wine."

"You should take it slow." He replied, glancing at her quietly, smiling as he feels a bit giddy to see her next to him once more. "I know it's been years but Eunseok gave it to you, right?" He asked.

"Hmm? Gave what? Oh, you mean the box?" She asked and Wonbin nodded. "Yes, he did. I still have it." She smiled.

"Really?" He asked, his face lit up. "I mean, it's been years but I hope I did not make you sad or anything.."

"Of course you made me sad, silly." Jiwoo replied. "How come you never let me see you one last time before you leave?"

"Well, I have my reasons." Wonbin smiled sheepishly.

Jiwoo glared at him and playfully nudged him by the shoulders. "Pft… But, I am glad you grew up fine, Wonbin. I always wondered what kind of an adult will you become.." she chuckled.

"Well, can you guess what kind of a man I am now?" He asked, straightening his back and sat loud and proud next to her. "Come on,"

"What kind of question is that?" She frowned. "I listened to your songs. I even bought your CDs." She said shyly.

"What? Really?" He gasped.

"That's why I knew you're doing well. I am proud of you." She said ruffling his hair. "I just didn't follow you in your socials. I am not interested in using that…"

Wonbin blushed and felt giddy upon hearing that from her. "You're indeed my most loyal fan.." He said, smiling brightly. "But aside from that, I own a couple of business here. You should stop by some times." He said.

"I will, Wonbin…but you have to give me your autograph." She said and held her hand up for him to stamp his hand as well, giving him a hand shake. Until now, Wonbin was still in love wit her, but then again, the way Jiwoo looked at him was completely different from the way she stared at Eunseok.

"You're still as amazing as I last remember you, Ji." Wonbin confessed. "I think I have to find someone better than you.."

Jiwoo blushed and gently hit his back, "What are you saying? I am nowhere great to begin with." She frowned, "But I really wish you do. I am going to root for you… Wonbin."

"Ehey, why am I feeling so cold here?" Their conversation was disrupted with Seunghan feeling a little bit tipsy and went between Wonbin and Jiwoo. "Why do I always have the be the chaperone in every group?"

"You are no chaperone, Seung." Jiwoo chuckled.

"Ahh, Ji!! How I missed being called that." He said, hugging Jiwoo with so mucb affection and bliss.

Jiwoo laughed and pat his head, "You are still as clingy as before.." She said and gently pulled herself away to see Seunghan properly and began to fix his collar. "Until now, I still have to fix your collar and tie.."

"That's why I can't live properly without you," Seunghan grinned.

"Seung.." Jiwoo sighed.

"Seunghan, you should stop." Wonbin pulled his friend.

"No, no, I don't mean it in a romantic way." Seunghan began to explain. "It's just that… I learned life the hard way without my best friends. I know that each of us had a fair share of difficulties but it is so much more difficult dealing with it alone. I am just so happy that we are able to meet each other again." He said, almost sulking and pouting.

"To be honest, I feel complete seeing you guys. I wished I was there when were growing up. I realized that even no matter how close we are, time will indeed seperate us and time will gather us again," Jiwoo said. "Growing up is lonely but I think learning and living life on our seems worthy now that we are here. Don't you think?"

The two guys looked at Jiwoo beaming with smiles.

"What?" Jiwoo asked.

"You just reminded us why we love you still." Wonbin replied.

"Aigoo, you guys.. Please." Jiwoo sighed.

"Are you happy? Now?" Wonbin asked. "With Eunseok hyung…"

"Yeah, are you happy now?" Seunghan asked.

Jiwoo was quiet for a moment but her smile was radiating softly with the touch of the warm yellow lights above them. She held her hands and hummed for a bit before nodding. Her parents are comfortable, her brother is old enough to help her and she is comfortable living as well. She has great friends and now that she has met them again, she is happy. Especially, meeting the man she loves for years.

Jiwoo, just like the others around her, was taking her time to take in a breather from work just by staring at the busy street under the pouring rain. With a cup of joe sitting on the golden brown mahogany table in front of her, she indulged herself in a mini photoshoot of the subject: the lone coffee cup.

Satisfied with the shots, Jiwoo had the feeling to snap a photo of herself sitting on the gray cushioned couch. Tilting her phone to a certain angle to hide her unflattering aspects, she get to see a beautiful her. She was proud as she checked her photos until she heard the music played all over the place.

She could not help but feel giddy about the song. It has been years since she heard that song. She read in a post back that there are things in this world that unlocks a person's core memories whether it is a smell, taste, sound, look, feel, and hear, with a single thing, she began to remember all the feelings she had when she was younger.

She began to wonder all the what-ifs and all the things she could have done in the past with the wisdom and knowledge she has now. Will she be able to experience those things still? Or everything will change and be forgotten?

Jiwoo woke up from a light tap on her shoulder. It was the server at the cafe. She didn't notice that she fell asleep after thinking so much, what's surprising was that she had her coffee not too long ago. She looked outside and the rain has already ceased. She thanked the server and even gave her a tip before she stood from her seat.

"Leaving so soon?" Her uncle Wooseok was sitting on the other table, looking as handsome as he did during his prime. She smiled and greeted him with a hug. "You could have given me a call if you're out here spending time alone.." He said.

"I'll make sure to do that next time." Jiwoo smiled. "This cafe somehow reminds me of the old one I used to work at." She commented.

"Well, there are things we have to keep and things we have to let go. It was a great place to be honest," Wooseok sighed, remembeeing the good old days. He quietly looked at Jiwoo with fondness the same way he would look at her when she was little. Wooseok's a bachelor still yet he would always ser Jiwoo as his own no matter what. "Have you visited your mom?"

"I actually plan to spend the weekend at home, for Woojae's birthday." She smiled. "You must be there. You really have to be there." She said holding her uncle's hand.

"Alright. I will be there," He chuckled. Jiwoo gave him a big tight hug before she left the cafe. Her uncle Wooseok had given up the cafe for commercial property reasons but he was able to pull himself back by moving it to another location and successfully constructing a couple more branches in the city.

Jiwoo's parents were very much healthy and happy now that her father has retired from work, they were able to purchase a piece of land in his hometown where he's grow vegetables for the local market. Woojae had grown into a wonderful high school student in Segye High School. He was still the sweet, thoughtful kid that Jiwoo always loved.

. . . .

It was spring day in the year 2023. Jiwoo received an invitation from the school's president about  the high school homecoming of all graduates from Segye High School. A mixed of excitement, anxiousness and curiousity dwelled in her mind as she read the details and immediately confirmed her attendance. She began to wonder how her friends are now. It has been so long since they last met. They were together for a year after graduation but university life had taken a toll on each of them until they no longer meet. It was like an untold goodbye for Jiwoo, who remained still for her friends to come back anytime, until she too had to leave.

"Noona," Her train of thoughts were cut when Woojae knocked on her door. "Dinner's ready,"

"I'll be there," She replied and closed her computer. She then followed Woojae downstairs. Woojae had prepared bibimbap, her favorite for dinner. "Wow, looks good.."

"Well, I have to make it because you seemed down these days. Is everything okay?" He asked. Jiwoo still couldn't accept the fact that Woojae had become a teenager that was so thoughtfu and not rebellious. He had been so good in taking care of her despite being young.

"Hmm, I went to uncle's cafe.." She said while stuffing her mouth with food. "And it somehow reminded me about my friends back then.."

Woojae sighed, "Don't tell me you miss them?"

"Of course I do," Jiwoo replied. "You will get there when you grow old.."

"You're not that old, noona." He replied. "It's just that… every time you think about them, you get sad.. Especially when you remember Euns—" He stopped half way realizing that he should not mention the man who became his sister's world but disappeared. "Dad wanted us to sell this house and move to a better apartment.." He changed the topic.

"What's wrong with this house?" She asked. "It's well maintained and could need a little renovation,"

"Dad wants us to find a better place, noona." He tried to explain it to his sister without telling her that she should move on.

"Hmm, I'll stay here Woojae. If dad needs money, I can give him. I am doing well at my job." She assured her younger brother. "I've made a couple of investments too so we don't really need to sell this house.."

"Noona, I want you to be happy. I can take care of myself here…" Woojae began to cry. He watched his sister sacrificed her adolescent life working to the bones when their dad got into an accident. Her savings in high school which was supposed to be for her college fees were all spent for the medical fees for her dad until he recovered. She did a lot of odd jobs and barely slept. She barely had time for herself that made her lose the person she cherished. "Noona, we are okay now. You really should be living for yourself, not for us.."

. . . .

Jiwoo works as an art and humanities assistant professor in Sejong University. She is still doing her doctorate degree that is why she was busy as hell. Her job was good and the students were all nice. Despite working there for three years, she hasn't met any familiar faces at all. She was having lunch with her coworkers when her phone rang, reminding her about the reunion that they will have later in the evening. She almost forgot about it that it shocked her. She hasn't prepared anything, not even a dress to wear. The reunion will be held in Segye High School's gymnasium, plus one of the elite catering services will be managing the food and decorations. She wondered who planned all of this to be extravagant. She thought that having two hours of preparation wont be enough so she finished her meal quickly and went to see her boss, asking permission if she could leave work early today.

Jiwoo was one of the favorite professors in Sejong University for she made things easier and conclusive not only for teachers but for their students too. So her boss let her go early.

She immediately went to one of the upscale fashion stores in the city and began to go treasure hunting with the best set of clothes. Being an art major, Jiwoo had learned the basics in mix and matching clothes, plus she had worked as an assistant fashion coordinator in one of the famous magazines for internship. Despite being quiet and incredibly introvert, Jiwoo had gone up from where she was. She learned a lot of things on how to prepare for a reunion. She has to make an impact at least and be remembered.

She then went to the salon to have her long hair get fixed. She had a gorgeous black hair that reached her waist but had problems managing it since she was so busy. She decided to have it cut a few inches down her shoulders and had it done for later's event. She also requested to have a full glam make up look that would match her outfit. She had all the inspirations for her makeup look on her phone.

She decided to book a hotel room for the night just to give herself some space and privacy as she prepared herself for the night. She remained still in front of the mirror, fixing her hair as she kept giving herself affirmations. She felt so anxious that she just wanted to curl on the bed. She has no idea who will be there and she felt embarrassed to even see them.

She felt embarrassed to see Eunseok.

She clearly remembered that night when things were to hard on her. Her dad getting hospitalized, her finances dropping, and her mind was falling apart. She didn't know where to start again and she was tired of seeing herself being taken care of Eunseok. She had no idea that time if her life's difficulty will just be temporary or not and Eunseok who loved her so much wanted to help her out, but she refused. She felt small and ashamed in front of him so she decided to break up with him, and pushed him away. After that, she never saw him again.

A tear fell from her eye as she remembered the pain that she caused him as if it was just yesterday. If she were to ask, Jiwoo still loves him. She never dated anyone except for him. If only she could turn back time, she would have hold on to him and face all the challenges in life with him and never leave him alone. If only she could.

. . . .

The Segye High School was fully lit with cars filling the parking spaces, and the gymnasium was in full blast of music and people dancing. It was like a school festival back in the old days. People circling, laughing and sharing life's journeys in a happy setting.

Anton and Suyoung arrived in the venue, with Suyoung linking arms with her cousin. The crowd's attention were at them seeing one of the world-class cellist Anton Lee was walking with Suyoung. They were spotted by Sohee who was talking with Hanbin and Minseul, who recently got married. People thought Sohee and Suyoung broke up after high school, but the two were so in love with each other that they got married right after finishing their degrees.

"I thought you two aren't together.." Hanbin spoke as he saw Sohee giving Suyoung a kiss on her lips.

"We kinda remained lowkey and kept everything for ourselves." Suyoung explained. "Our wedding isn't grand. Just a few friends and families.."

"So, Jiwoo knew?" Minseul asked. "I haven't seen her in ages." She said.

"We haven't heard from her for a long time," Anton replied. There was sadness in his tone. For Anton, he loved Jiwoo so much that it affected him a lot when she stopped messaging him. He did not know what happened. He couldn't even go to her place because she wasn't there. She disappeared without a trace.

"Oh my god, is she—" Minseul thought for the worse but Suyoung immediately stopped her. "What about Eunseok?"

"Hmm, they broke up? I am not sure. Haven't heard of him in years." Suyoung said.

"Well, I can sense the sadness here. We all miss each other but it is not yet the end of time…" Sohee said as he tried to comfort them. "Anton, can you keep Suyoung company here? You can sit in that table.." He ushered them. "I have to meet Seunghan and Wonbin,"

"Oh my gosh! Their coming??" Suyoung gasped.

. . . .

"I'm not sure if Ji's phone number is still the same. I haven't really seen her for such a long time. Ever since her dad got into an accident she had been so busy trying to make ends meet. I couldn't even have time to check on her because it was my finals…" Seunghan explained as he was walking with Wonbin to the gymnasium. Wonbin had just arrived from New York, all dressed in black with his hair reaching his shoulders and a thin rimmed specs that completed his look for the evening. Seunghan on the other hand worked as a general manager in a huge food company. "I am actually worried not seeing her,"

Wonbin stopped, "Don't you think she will hate us?" He asked turning to Seunghan who immediately shook his head sideways. "That's Jiwoo. If we are worried about it, how much do you think she will do? I mean, I wouldn't miss this opportunity if I were in her shoes. And I.. I wouldn't miss this opportunity too. So, she'll be fine. I am sure she will be here.." Wonbin assured.

"Wonbin! Seunghan!"

The two men turned their heads to see Sohee waving at them. Their faces lit up and instantly forgot that they were not teenagers anymore and ran to each other hugging.

"What the hell! How come you didn't invite us to your wedding?" Seunghan asked as he was ruffling Sohee's hair.

"Whoa, easy with the hair! My wife took hours to fix that." Sohee chuckled, pulling away from his friends's hands. "Anton and Suyoung are inside. Did you know Minseul and Hanbin got married too??"

"Whoa! Really?" Wonbin asked, eyes widened in shock. He remembered the time Minseul pretended to flirt with him when they were younger. "Wow, sure time flies fast." He laughed.

"I am so glad you came here," Sohee sighed and ushered his friends to go inside.

. . . .

Sungchan and Miyoung broke up after high school. Sungchan decided to take a break for a year while Miyoung pursued her studies but they were great friends. However, Miyoung found new love and was already engaged while Sungchan remained single. He was waiting for Shotaro at the school front gate. Hr became the closest to Shotaro as he felt like they were in the same level and Shotaro had been the best friend he had during the trial times. His smile appeared when he saw Shotaro riding his motorcyle. He stopped and had Sungchan hopped on before driving inside the school.

"I heard everyone's there. Eunseok's not really coming?" Shotaro asked and only received a shrug from the latter. "Well, I am in charge of the RSVP and Jiwoo confirmed her attendance. You better tell him that she's coming. I am sure your friend has been waiting for her.."

. . . .

Eunseok was inside his car stranded in the traffic along the main road. He had an appointment at 7 at the Hyatt Hotel. It wasn't important but it was one of the blind dates his mom set up for him. He was actually getting tired of meeting different girls every month. He was checking rubbing his temples to ease his headache from the stagnant flow of the road when his phone rang.

It was Sungchan calling about the reunion.

"Hey, I have an appointment. I don't think I can—"  He stopped when he heard Sungchan's news.

"Everyone is here." Sungchan said from the other line. "I mean, everyone will be here. Shotaro confirmed the RSVP."

Eunseok's heart began to race when his thoughts have started to think about Jiwoo, seeing her again. "Wait… Is she there?"

"Well, you have to come here and see.." Sungchan replied and immediately ended the call.  Eunseok was left dumbfounded, not knowing what to do. Are they pulling a prank on him? If they do, this isn't a good prank at all. He began to think a lot of possibility that Jiwoo might be there. He didn't want to miss this opportunity, he didn't know when will he see her again.

"Sir, we are at the hotel now.." His driver announced right after he stopped the car in front of the entrance gate. Eunseok paused for a moment and thought for a moment. He has to reject the blind date he has tonight for the unsure opportunity of meeting Jiwoo again at Segye High School. He doesn't know if she is going to talk to him but all he knows that he will be give up everything he owns just to be with her again. He stepped out of the car and fixed his suit before walking into the hotel. He went straight to the lobby where he saw his date. He was about to take steps towards her but his eyes caught a familiar face.

It was Jiwoo in the flesh, holding onto the arms of a man while walking out of the elevator. His entire world stopped when he saw her again after all these years looking so happy and beautiful. He couldn't control his emotions and even himself, he walked past his date and went to grab Jiwoo's hand that was holding on other man's arm.

"Shim Jiwoo.." He spoke, as if those words, her name was the only reason he breathed.

Jiwoo, surprised to see Eunseok in the hotel she was staying at, couldn't form a word to say to him. The way he looked at the man she was with, she could see the pain in his eyes.

"Eunseok-hyung?" The man spoke, making Eunseok get back to his senses and looked at the man who spoke his name. "Eunseok-hyung…"

"Hyung?" Eunseok stammered, turning to Jiwoo for answers. She looked hesitant but she was able to pull her hand away from his hold.

"It has been a long time since we last saw each other." She smiled, "This is Woojae now.."

"Woojae?" Eunseok stammered once more and realized that the little brother Jiwoo loved had become a young man he barely recognized. "Woojae!" He smiled as he pulled the boy for an embrace. "I'm sorry I did not recognize you."

"I heard a lot about it." Woojae chuckled, returning the embrace to his older friend. "What are you doing here, hyung?" Woojae seemed to have taken the conversation with Eunseok after seeing his sister's reaction in seeing him all too sudden.

"I was—" Eunseok was about to speak when a woman dressed in white, with a orange wavy hair tapped his shoulder. She looked so sophisticated and was totally in the same level as Eunseok.

"I thought you saw me," She said linking her arm with Eunseok. "I can't believe you are ignoring your date!" She huffed.

Jiwoo smiled, she felt the woman was trying to make a point with those words that she quietly tugged on to her brother's arm. "It seems we caught you in the middle of something, hyung. We'll be going to the reunion." Woojae said and slowly excused themselves.

Eunseok watched Jiwoo walked away without saying a word to him. He knew he will never have a chance to speak to her again if he let this slip.

"Shall we have dinner, Eunseok?" The woman asked as she was still holding on to his arm, but Eunseok gently pulled his arm from her hold.

"I'm sorry Hana, I came here to tell you that I am sorry. I really do." Eunseok said and was ready to follow Jiwoo, but Hana grabbed his hand once more.

"This is the 4th time our parents planned this date, Song Eunseok." She frowned. "Is she the one you've been waiting for??" She asked.

A lot of things changed over time, but there are things remained the same, like how Eunseok looked at her. Just like today, she felt her world slowed down when she saw Eunseok walking with Sungchan and Miyoung. He was holding flowers and gifts coming from the others. Still, Jiwoo stood there, anxiously. Eunseok had the biggest smile, perhaps, it was one of the brightest smiles she had seen since they met. She continued to feel her own heart beating anxiously inside her chest as she held onto her purse.

Soon, parents came forward, hugging and congratulating their sons and daughters for this achievement. The more they come forward, the more Jiwoo felt anxious that she did not know what to do at that time, Eunseok hasn't looked at her way too. She began to worry what will come next to her once the new school year started.

She watched Eunseok approach his parents that were standing not too far from where Jiwoo was, surrounded with body guards, his parents were the kind that were always proud of him no matter what. They were talking and shared hugs, until Eunseok turned his head to her direction and saw her. Jiwoo immediately looked away and pretended to be busy as she instantly lost her thoughts when they caught eyes.

"Jiwoo.." Eunseok grabbed her hand, making her turn to him with her face in beet red. "I am glad you're here." He smiled and pulled her in for an embrace. Jiwoo was flustered but she was glad Eunseok saw her, that she hugged him back.

"Congratulations~" She said when they pulled away without letting go of each other's hand. Eunseok was exceptionally handsome today with his forehead showing and that big smile on his face.

"Thank you, I am officially out of Segye High School," He joked while holding his certificate up. Jiwoo chuckled and went to hug him again. She couldn't express herself properly as she couldn't even specify if she was really happy or sad. Regardless of that, Eunseok knew her well that he didn't need to ask her as he could read her eyes when she looked at him. "Come with me, I'll introduce you to someone.." He said as he gently pulled her with him back to his parents.

"Mom, Dad… I'd like you to meet my girlfriend, Shim Jiwoo." Eunseok confidently introduced her to his parents that Jiwoo immediately bowed down to show her respect to the couple.

"It is nice to finally meet you, I'm Jiwoo." She said while praying to so many gods she knew in her mind.

"We finally met, Ms. Shim." Mrs. Song replied with her soft voice. Jiwoo slowly lifted her head and looked at her, unexpectedly receiving a hug from the woman. She smelled so nice and felt so warm. Jiwoo immediately felt the comforting hug Eunseok's mother was giving her. "You are such a brave, kind girl, my dear. I can tell that you are really full of love. Your parents must be so proud of you."

Hearing those words, Jiwoo began to tear up hiding her face as she pulled away from Mrs. Song. "I have heard a lot about you, my dear… Eunseok couldn't stop talking about you. It made me feel like meeting you as soon as possible.. but Eunseok wouldn't want you to feel pressured meeting us.."

"Thank you so much," Jiwoo bowed again. "I appreciate your kind words a lot. I, I wouldn't be here today if it weren't for Eunseok… and my friends who helped me a lot.."

"Of course, you don't deserve to be hurt," Mrs. Song smiled, whereas, Mr. Song, whom Jiwoo knew to be one of the successful businessmen in their city, assumed to be a cold person, proved out to be as warm as Eunseok. He didn't say a word except for telling Jiwoo that he is in full support with her dating his son.

Later on, Eunseok's parents had to leave for a business trip but they made sure to prepare a gift for their son at their house later and even invited Jiwoo for dinner very soon. When the couple left, Jiwoo and Eunseok finally got to look at each other and smiled.

"Eunseok…" Jiwoo said as he held her hand, intertwining their fingers. "I prepared a little something for your graduation.." She smiled shyly.

Hearing that, Eunseok couldn't help but feel excited about it. "What is it?" He asked.

"Well, I should take you there.." Jiwoo replied and went to hail a cab on the street. Eunseok got curious, knowing Jiwoo was the type who enjoys walking to her destinations in every opportunity she gets. They got inside the cab and Jiwoo gave the driver directions to their destination, in which Eunseok felt familiar with but he couldn't remember where he had heard it.

"Where are we going?" Eunseok asked as he let Jiwoo fix his necktie and cuff sleeves. It was one of the little things she do that he really like and will always make him smile.

"It's a surprise," she grinned. "And… here," She said giving him a paper bag.

"Hmm? Wow. Why do I feel like you really went all out this time?" He teased and opened the paper bag to reveal a hoodie jacket. "Wow.."

Jiwoo who was anticipating his reaction couldn't help but pinch his cheeks for giving her the least energetic reaction. "Why do you react like that? You don't like it?" She pouted.

"No," Eunseok replied, his eyes still on the hoodie then he noticed that his initials were embroidered in right sleeve. "I love it.." he smiled, turning to her. "Thank you." He said and placed it on her lap for a moment before he took his uniform jacket off and wore the hoodie. Jiwoo was anxious about the size but seeing how it fit him so well felt amazing. "How do I look?"

"Handsome," Jiwoo chuckled.

They finally arrived at their destination. He was surprised to find himself in a forest outlined by the shimmering waters of the lake. He was confused while Jiwoo was dragging him closer to the lake until they stopped by a tent. It was a small tent, open and it was decorated nicely with cushions and blankets below the hanging string lights on top. Then two foldable chairs facing the lake, and a barbecue grill next to the cooler.

"Tada~" Jiwoo cutely cheered, showing her surprise for him. She did her best to fulfill this plan for him, saving all the tips and a portion of her pay from working at the cafe for 6 months  was all worth it. "Again, congratulations, Eunseok!" She said hugging him.

"You did all of this?" He asked, hugging her in return. He did not really expect her to prepare a lot for his graduation.

"Well, you told me you wanted to go camping with me… but did not have time because of school stuff." She said with the cheekiest grin. "Do you like it?"

"Gosh, I am going to cry." He teased.

"What? No! No crying!" She frowned as she squeezed his cheeks and made him look at her. "No, crying. Hmm?" She asked him again, this time, planting a soft kiss on his lips. "It's my first time to prepare something like this so I was not really sure if you'd like this… but you did say that you wanted to go camping… so I thought…"

"I'm very happy. I am already happy when you became mine, and I am happier that you keep reminding me of that everyday." He said, "I worried that I might have made you feel lonely while I was busy.."

She shook her head, "It's alright. You don't have to worry about me that much." She assured.

Later on, Eunseok was lighting up the grill. The food were already prepared by Jiwoo in the cooler. She went inside the tent for awhile to change to comfortable clothes and when she came out, she was wearing the same hoodie she gave him. Eunseok stared at her for so long that he did not notice that the coal was ablazed.

She immediately splashed water on it to calm it down and moved him to the side. "You're going to get burned if you didn't watch out." She said as she took the tongs from his hand and took a piece of marinated meay from the box. He stood there quiet behind her watching her cook before he wrapped his arms around her waist. She paused and straightened her back, patting his arms tied around her. "Can't you see? I am cooking."

"I know," He smiled. "Can't I just be extra affectionate today?"

"Eunseok, you are always extra affectionate." She chuckled. "Come on, I can't move.." she frowned, but still caressed his cheek.

"No," He playfully replied in a cute tone.

She sighed in defeat and let him do what he wanted and that was hugging her as long as he wanted. Then Eunseok thought of something, "We've been together for quite long and still you call me oppa or just by my name…"

"Hmm? What about it?" Jiwoo hummed, she knew where this was heading. "Your name is pretty.." She said.

"I'd be happy if you call me in a cute way," He smiled.

"Oppa?" She replied but he immediately shook his head with a frown. "Hmm, I don't think I can call you names aside from that… you don't react that much when I call you 'love'."

He pulled away and pouted, "You call Suyoung, Seunghan and even Sohee that.." He said. "I'm your boyfriend.."

Jiwoo was actually just teasing him. At school, he may act really prince-like but he was indeed the most childish guy she ever met. "So what do you want me to call you?"

"Baby." He smiled mischievously making Jiwoo crack a smile before dropping her head as she could feel the embarrassment inside her body when he said it. "Come on, baby.."

"No." She dead face rejected and turned her back on him.

"Come on, that would be the highlight of today's event." He said, eager to hear Jiwoo call him that. He had heard a lot of his exes call him 'baby' but he never liked nor put any reactions to it. It was only Jiwoo who made him come out with so many emotions.

"I said, no. It's embarrassing!" Jiwoo shot back.

"Okay, suit yourself. I'm just going to sulk…" He sighed and slowly turned his back on her heading to the tent to embrace the rejection.

"Fine." She huffed. "Not now… maybe later, I don't know." She shrugged before focusing on grilling. Eunseok smiled, even if she didn't want to, he'll be okay with it. He enjoys teasing her a lot.

Their dinner was set. Jiwoo finally got to have her own phone and showed Eunseok's name on her contact's list. Seeing his name with a heart on it made him happy. "But still, I want to hear that word.." He said and gave her her glass of cola. "Thank you for this, Jiwoo." He said.

"You are most welcome," She smiled and drank.

"I'm quite sad, honestly." Eunseok began to speak. "I graduated and it also means that I won't be able to see you as much as I wanted to…I sometimes wish I'd stay for another year.."

"That would be too much," Jiwoo said. "And I thought I was the only one who feels that way." She confessed. "I really don't want to feel that way because I know you'd be worried about me, so I'm here."

Eunseok watched her hold the glass with her tiny hands that he gently took it from her and held her hand instead. "Have you heard of a myth about high school lovers?" He asked, causing curiousity in Jiwoo's mind. "They say that high school couples tend to be soulmates,"

Hearing that, Jiwoo couldn't help but laugh at it. "That's funny. And do you actually believe that?" She asked.

"I do, I want to believe it. I don't think our first encounter didn't mean anything…" He thought out loud, "Ever since then, I started to be curious and later on realized that I really like you…Now that I have you, I will never ever let you go."

"You know that I really don't like promises," Jiwoo said, "I don't really want to expect good things in the future because to me, what's important is the present. And, I don't really see myself with anyone except you.." she continued, hiding her face as she was feeling embarrassed from her sudden confession. Her eyes wandered around for a bit before she turned to him and saw him staring so fondly at her. Eunseok's eyes were glisten, the warm lights inside the tent reflected in his orbs making him look so dreamy, with his hair waving against the cold breeze. His hand remained holding hers, giving her warmth unconditionally.

"Are you alright?" His voice, deep and concerned, pulled my gaze upwards. There he was: Sungchan, the charismatic captain of our school's basketball team. His strong arms encircled my waist, holding me close, our eyes locking in a moment that seemed to stretch into eternity. I found myself unable to blink, captivated by the warmth and intensity in his gaze.

"Hey…" His gentle tap on my shoulder nudged me back to reality. Flustered, I managed to stammer a response. "Oh! Uh, yes, I'm… I'm fine!" With a quick pivot, I turned away from him, depositing the basketballs into their bin with slightly trembling hands, determined to compose myself. His presence was intoxicating, leaving me breathless and oddly exhilarated.

Truth be told, I had never spared a glance for the boys at school; my focus was always consumed by books, studies, and more studies. Yes, my life was admittedly mundane. But since the incident with Sungchan, he seemed to appear everywhere I turned.

Was he always this captivating, and I simply hadn't noticed? Was his presence so commanding that it couldn't be overlooked? These thoughts plagued my mind, keeping me awake into the early hours of the morning.

I realized with a start that I hadn't properly thanked him for coming to my rescue that day. It felt like the right thing to do, a basic human courtesy. Yet, each time our paths crossed, I found myself retreating into the shadows.

Would he even remember me? Would he recognize me from that moment we shared? These questions swirled in my thoughts, each encounter with him leaving me more unsettled yet strangely drawn to him.

Delusional.

The word echoed in my mind every time hope flickered that he might recall my existence. But deep down, I knew Sungchan wouldn't remember me among the swarm of girls vying for his attention. He existed in a realm far beyond mine, out of my league.

"Jung Rise," the sudden call of my name snapped me out of my reverie. I blinked, realizing I had drifted off in the midst of class. A ripple of amused glances from my classmates confirmed my distraction.

"Can you please pay attention?" the teacher's voice cut through the awkward silence, punctuated by a soft snicker from the others.

"S-Sorry, teacher," I stammered, cheeks burning with embarrassment as I hastily refocused on the lesson at hand. It was clear my thoughts were betraying me in more ways than one today.

During lunchtime, I opted to stay in the classroom, nursing a self-made meal after a restless night. Disappointment settled in as I bit into burnt eggrolls and a flavorless pork cutlet, resigning myself to finishing every bite.

Lost in my culinary letdown, I didn't notice I was alone until a knock echoed through the room. Startled, I turned to find Sungchan at the door, holding a box of papers. For a moment, I questioned if I was imagining him, but his presence was undeniable as he met my gaze.

"Hello?" His voice broke through my startled silence, causing my heart to race so intensely I struggled to swallow my food. "Is this class 2-A?"

I managed a nod, rising from my seat as he entered and made his way to the teacher's desk.

"Ms. Lee asked me to drop these off," Sungchan explained, his presence commanding my attention. My nerves were on edge, a jumble of petrification, anticipation, and a rush of unspoken emotions.

"Um, hello?" His second greeting came with a wave in front of my face, jolting me from my thoughts. Without thinking, I blurted out, "Thank you so much for saving me the other day! I'm sorry it took me this long to say it—I was just so embarrassed. I'm really sorry! Thank you!"

The confession hung in the air, leaving me vulnerable yet relieved to have finally expressed my gratitude.

Shit.

I never expected to blurt out those words all at once. Now, he might think I'm completely bizarre. The urge to flee and hide somewhere overcame me, but then I felt a gentle hand rest on my head. In that moment, amidst the turmoil inside me, everything stilled when I realized Sungchan was softly patting my head.

"Pretty…" His words seemed to hang in the air, and I couldn't quite believe my ears. Did he just call me 'pretty'?

Looking up at him, I found him gazing at me with the gentlest smile I had ever seen on his face. Perhaps he sensed my awkwardness because he withdrew his hand quickly, chuckling awkwardly. "Sorry, that was weird," he admitted with a sheepish grin.

"It's okay," I managed to reply, shaking my head slightly. "Though, that was indeed unexpected."

"Wasn't it?" Sungchan laughed, the sound echoing warmly in the room. "You're pretty," he added casually.

This time, there was no mistaking it. He said it again—told me I was pretty. Was I imagining things?

"Why? You don't even know me," I pointed out, my words tinged with surprise. "This is the first time we've really talked."

"Jung Rise, right?" Sungchan interjected gently, cutting off my protest. "I'm pretty sure you know who I am."

I hesitated before nodding silently. How could anyone not know him?

I found myself increasingly adrift as our conversation continued.

"Hmm?" I responded, trying to keep up.

"Are you going to watch the game this Friday?" Sungchan asked casually. A brief pause hung in the air as I struggled to grasp why Sungchan was speaking to me so informally. Wasn't he the most popular guy in school? Shouldn't he be effortlessly charming the girls, just as I had observed?

"The game? I don't think so," I answered honestly. "I have to help my mom at the store," I explained further.

"Oh," he nodded, a hint of disappointment touching his tone.

"Why?" I couldn't help but ask, puzzled by his interest. His smile in response was enigmatic, nodding as if to a private thought.

"Just thought you might swing by," he replied with a smile. "Anyway, I should get going. Thanks, by the way," he added, waving casually before turning to leave. I nodded, bidding him farewell, then turned my attention to the papers he had brought.

It struck me then that they were blank.

As the game approached in just two days, I realized I hadn't seen Sungchan since our last encounter. Curious about his whereabouts, I ventured to the covered court where I discovered him practicing with his team. They were gearing up for a match against a team from another city.

"Oh my gosh! Did you hear? Sungchan's dating someone," I overheard girls gossiping loudly near the exit. Normally, I wouldn't eavesdrop, but ever since meeting Sungchan, my curiosity about him seemed insatiable. According to the girls, Sungchan had been spotted having a private conversation with a girl a few days ago—someone he had apparently liked for years.

I hurriedly plugged in my earphones to drown out the rest of their conversation, feeling a pang of disappointment wash over me. Yes, I had developed a significant crush on him. Yes, sometimes I entertained fantasies of him liking me in return. But realistically, I knew I didn't fit the mold of the girls he might be interested in. I was quiet, serious, and perhaps too reserved for someone as charismatic and popular as Sungchan. And that was okay—I valued myself and my qualities. But I also knew those qualities likely wouldn't catch his attention.

Just as I turned to leave the covered court, the basketball team started to exit. I instinctively turned away, not wanting to be seen, when I heard Sungchan call out my name.

"Rise!" His voice rang out clearly, stopping me in my tracks.

I was tempted to ignore him and dart away, but before I could act, Sungchan hurried over and gently placed his hand on my head. His impossibly handsome face, simultaneously angelic and alluring, appeared before me, instantly disarming my defenses.

"Hey, you're here. I thought you didn't hear me with those earphones on," he said, a genuine smile lighting up his features.

"Just passing by," I fibbed, unable to meet his gaze directly.

"Tomorrow's the game. Can you come watch?" he asked eagerly.

I hesitated, gently shaking my head. "I don't really know much about basketball. Besides, you'll have plenty of fans cheering for you. You're the captain!" I playfully patted his arm, hoping to lift his spirits as his expression briefly turned somber. "Heading home?" I quickly changed the subject.

Sungchan nodded, a hint of a pout appearing on his lips before he swiftly brightened with a smile again. "Can I walk you to your stop?" he asked.

I must have been oblivious to my surroundings because I hadn't noticed his teammates behind us, cheering him on when he made the request.

"You don't have to—" I began to protest.

"Please? Since you won't be here tomorrow, let me walk you today," he insisted, his earnestness melting my resolve. How could I refuse such a gesture from my crush? So, I agreed and asked him to wait for me in front of the building while I retrieved my bag from my locker.

After retrieving my bag, I eagerly made my way to the spot where Sungchan said he'd wait. My heart raced with excitement and anticipation, unable to suppress the smile that spread across my face at the thought of him walking me to my bus stop—Sungchan, of all people.

As I approached, I spotted him a few meters away, but my steps faltered when I saw him greeting another girl with the same bright smile he had bestowed upon me. He playfully patted her head, just as he had done to me earlier. Stunned and crestfallen, I stood frozen in place, grappling silently with disappointment and the unexpected ache in my heart. Was this to be my first taste of romance and heartache? In less than an hour, my hopeful fantasy of being special to him had crumbled.

I struggled to compose myself before approaching him, waiting until the girl had left. But before I could make a move, Sungchan noticed me and called out my name. He excused himself from the girl and hurried over to me.

"Hey, are you ready?" he asked with his usual warmth, but I could only manage a nod, trying desperately to conceal the effect his actions had on me. I knew I wasn't special to begin with.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Sungchan's concern was evident as he looked at me with affection, stepping up a few stairs to meet my eyes at a level gaze. But unexpectedly, he was looking up at me instead.

"Nothing," I replied with a forced smile, my lips trembling slightly as I finally lifted my head to meet his gaze. But there he was, gazing at me with such tenderness.

"Really? Because it looks like you're about to cry," he teased gently, lifting his hand as if to pat my head again, just as he had done with the other girl. Instinctively, I pushed his hand away. "Rise…"

"Don't. I might misinterpret," I interrupted, my voice wavering.

Sungchan fell silent for a moment, then held his hand out towards me, palm up. "Well, can I hold your hand then? I've never asked to hold anyone's hand before. Only yours."

His words hung in the air, filled with sincerity and vulnerability. I hesitated for a moment, grappling with conflicting emotions, before finally placing my hand in his, allowing him to gently clasp it in his own.

As summer's warmth waned, autumn gracefully swept in. The cool breeze caressed my cheeks as I opened the bus window on my way to school. With each passing moment, I couldn't help but feel that this autumn held something special—it was my final year in high school, perhaps my last chance to find love.

I couldn't help but feel a twinge of self-consciousness, knowing that most girls my age had already tasted romance. As I reviewed my class schedule, I sighed inwardly. Despite the announcement of a schedule adjustment due to a system error, nothing had changed in our class roster. Each student was still assigned based on their grades, a detail that seemed trivial amidst my swirling thoughts. Graduation loomed ahead, and amidst it all, I couldn't shake the yearning for a romantic encounter of my own.

"Bree!" I glanced up to find my friends entering the room with vibrant energy. They all appeared radiant and sun-kissed after their summer spent abroad with their families. "We missed you!" they exclaimed in unison, gathering around my desk to place a plethora of souvenirs from their trip.

"Wow, these are so thoughtful… thank you!" I said warmly, retrieving a couple of handmade pouches I crafted during my stay at my grandmother's house. "It's not much, but I made them with each of your styles in mind," I added.

One of the many reasons I cherished Gyuri and Yena was their genuine appreciation for even the smallest gestures. They had been my closest friends since freshman year, a bond that had grown stronger with each passing season.

"You're so talented, Bree. I'll treasure these!" Yena exclaimed cheerfully before heading to her seat to greet our other classmates. As they moved aside, my gaze drifted towards the entrance where Eunseok entered the room. Our eyes met instantly, and I blushed with embarrassment, quickly looking away.

Why? Why am I feeling embarrassed right now? Did something happen between us before we started our summer vacation? Of course, Eunseok and I are friends, there's no doubt, but why does it feel awkward right now?

I hadn't noticed Eunseok standing beside my desk until the familiar scent of his cologne reached me. It was a pleasant fragrance, one I always associated with him. Slowly, I looked up to find him gazing down at me. Despite his thick glasses obscuring his eyes, I felt his gaze pierce right into my soul.

"Oh, hello, Eunseok!" I greeted him with a wave, and he gently took my hand, placing a small paper bag in my palm. "For me? What's this?"

"A souvenir," he replied softly, then turned to his desk and sat down. Eunseok was seated next to me, the most enigmatic presence in our class, yet he effortlessly befriended everyone.

"Thank you, Eunseok. I—" My words halted as one of the girls approached Eunseok with exuberance, causing him to turn towards her. She slammed her hands on his desk and scrutinized his face with exaggerated squinting eyes, despite fogging up his glasses with her breath.

"Song Eunseok, were you at the fireworks festival last week?" Hayoung demanded. "I could have sworn I saw you and even said hi, but you didn't respond!"

Fireworks festival? I began to feel more anxious after hearing that. Why does it feel like I am being too anxious about almost everything?

"It was definitely you, right? Even without the glasses… You were dressed so stylishly, with a beanie and hanging out with cool friends," Hayoung persisted, recounting her sighting from a week ago. "Though honestly, the guy with you was hotter, so now I'm not so sure."

"Hey, Hayoung! Can't you give Eunseok some space?" Gyuri interjected, her irritation evident in her tone at the early morning disruption.

"Oh, Gyuri, are you curious too? Because if that was Eunseok, you guys are seriously missing out. That guy I saw was something else," Hayoung teased with a laugh.

I stood nearby, nervously playing with the gift Eunseok had given me, listening to their conversation unfold.

"Where did you see him?" Gyuri challenged, stepping in between Eunseok and Hayoung.

"In Japan," Hayoung replied defiantly. "I spent my summer overseas, why?"

"That's impossible," Gyuri countered firmly. "Eunseok had plans with Bree before the summer started, so there's no way you saw him abroad."

Gyuri's logical reasoning caught me off guard, and I turned to glance at Eunseok, who sat quietly at his desk, seemingly unaffected by the girls' escalating argument.

The bickering between Gyuri and Hayoung only ceased when the homeroom teacher finally entered the room.

Later that day, I joined Gyuri and Yena for lunch at the school cafeteria.

"How was your summer?" Yena asked casually between bites of her meal.

"What do you mean?" I replied, tucking into my breaded pork cutlet.

"Your summer with Eunseok," Yena clarified, giving me a meaningful look.

I paused, gently placing my chopsticks down. "Summer with Eunseok? What are you talking about?" I asked, confused by their serious expressions.

"You mean you didn't meet up with him?" Gyuri asked, her grip on my shoulders tightening in frustration. "Why not?"

"Wait, hold on!" I pulled away, feeling increasingly anxious. "You're scaring me. What's going on?"

Gyuri leaned back, sighing heavily. "Did you two have a falling out? Or did he stand you up? Now I'm starting to think Hayoung was right about seeing him in Japan."

"Do I… have plans with him?" I asked, bewildered.

Yena lightly tapped my head, causing me to wince. "Are you serious? Did you hit your head or something?"

"I don't know. Ever since I saw him, I've been feeling so awkward," I admitted, dropping my gaze. It was unlike me to be so uncertain around him; usually, I was the one initiating conversations.

"What happened to you this summer?" Gyuri asked gently.

"Well," I began, biting my lip as I recounted my activities. "I spent a few weeks in my grandparents' hometown, then we had a big family party for my brother's wedding. After that, I was busy with chores and then got sick."

"But do you remember anything about Eunseok before summer break?" Yena pressed, her concern evident.

"I was delirious when I got sick and ended up in the hospital for three days," I explained. "Mom said I had to rest at home for the rest of the break."

"Did he try to contact you? Send a message?" Gyuri inquired next.

"I dropped my phone in the lake while fishing with my grandpa," I admitted sheepishly.

"Oh, Bree, talk about a series of unfortunate events this summer," Yena sighed, clearly frustrated. "Since you can't remember, we'll fill you in, okay?"

The conversation continued over lunch as my friends recounted what I had apparently missed during those summer months.

After hearing everything my friends told me about Eunseok, I finally understood why my heart had felt so heavy ever since waking up in the hospital. It was like I had lost something precious. Unable to contain my emotions, I quietly cried in the restroom after lunch, not wanting anyone who knew me to see me sobbing like a child over what I had done to Eunseok.

Stepping out of the restroom, I spotted him a few meters away, walking alone down the hallway.

"S-Song Eunseok," I mumbled, my voice barely louder than a whisper. He stopped and turned to look at me. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I quickly dropped my head, hiding my tear-streaked face from him.

I hadn't expected anything from him at this moment; after all, I was the one at fault, the one who had forgotten him and what we had together. The version of me who had dreamed of romance this year seemed so foolish now.

Eunseok could have easily ignored me, but he didn't.

I felt his hand gently take mine, and before I knew it, he pulled me into an embrace, shielding my tear-stained face from anyone who might see. His other hand cupped the back of my head, gently patting it. In that moment, I could hear the thunderous beat of my own heart.

Collecting my thoughts, I looked up at him and pulled away slightly. "C-Can we talk? Privately?" I asked, my voice trembling.

Eunseok simply smiled and nodded. Together, we walked out of the school building and headed to the quiet solitude of the schoolyard, where we found a bench and sat down. I continued to sob quietly beside him, feeling like a child in need of comfort.

"Have you eaten?" Eunseok asked me, breaking the silence. It struck me that this was the first time we'd spoken since summer vacation. Using his handkerchief to wipe away my tears, I nodded in response. "Good," he said softly.

"And you?" I murmured, turning to him, only to be met with a laugh. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing," he chuckled, his hand covering his smile as he looked away. "You just look adorable." He paused, then continued, "And yes, I've already eaten. Did you happen to open the paper bag I gave you?"

I shook my head, recalling how everything had suddenly become chaotic when the homeroom teacher arrived. "Why? Did you write something inside?" I asked, curious.

"No," he replied with a shake of his head. "Just a small gift."

"Ah, I see," I nodded. There was a moment of silence between us as we both gazed up at the canopy of trees above us, sighing simultaneously. Our eyes met and we burst out laughing together. I laughed so hard that tears welled up in my eyes once again as I faced him.

"Eunseok, I'm so sorry," I finally said, my laughter subsiding. "I didn't mean to forget everything—everything Gyuri and Yena told me. I don't understand why I couldn't meet you at our usual spot that day." I paused as Eunseok removed his glasses, squinting slightly at me.

"I think I understand why," he replied gently, setting his glasses aside. It was the first time I saw him without them, and to me, he looked even more handsome without that usual accessory. "I knew, Bree," he reassured me, his hand resting on my head.

"But how? I mean…" I began, feeling a pang of anxiety, fearing he was only being kind, as he always was.

"Well, when you didn't reply, I got worried and went to your house," Eunseok explained. "I met your mom, and she told me you were in the hospital due to exhaustion and illness."

"But Hayoung mentioned seeing you in Japan. Was she right?" I asked tentatively, and Eunseok nodded. "So, it was you she saw? She described you as a cool guy."

"Am I not cool?" Eunseok raised an eyebrow playfully, giving me a teasing look. "Yes, it was me. I just didn't talk to her because my appearance in Japan was quite different."

"I'm still sorry," I sighed deeply. "I didn't realize why I've been feeling so hopelessly romantic lately. I even went to pray for love somewhere, and today I realized I missed a big opportunity…"

The air between us felt charged with unspoken words and emotions as we sat together on the bench in the schoolyard, our hearts and thoughts finally laid bare.

Eunseok turned to me slowly, his expression curious. "Hopeless romantic? What big chance are you talking about, Bree?"

I could feel my face flush hotter than a chili pepper at his question. "Uh, well…" I stammered nervously. Gyuri had mentioned that Eunseok had confessed to me and that we had some unspoken understanding. Had I misunderstood? Eunseok seemed perplexed by my hesitation.

"Oh, never mind," I hurriedly dismissed with a nervous chuckle. "I was just wondering why you wanted to see me that day."

"Hmm," Eunseok hummed softly, gazing up at the sky thoughtfully. "Taking a chance with you."

"With me?" I echoed, searching his eyes for clarity.

"Yes," he affirmed, but his answer left me wanting more. "Wait, I don't quite understand, Eunseok," I admitted, my panic rising. My heart pounded loudly in my chest, drowning out all other sounds.

I grew impatient waiting for him to continue, feeling annoyed by the delay. He chuckled at my expectant expression, and I impulsively smacked his head in frustration. "Seriously!"

"Why so aggressive all of a sudden?" he teased, catching my hand before I could smack him again.

"You're so aggravating!" I snapped, feeling flustered. "You know I hate waiting."

Eunseok continued to laugh, a hearty, infectious laugh that drew curious glances from other students nearby.

"What's so funny?" I demanded, trying to ignore how endearing his laughter sounded.

"You're adorable when you're angry," he replied, still chuckling. I noticed he was still holding his glasses, knowing he couldn't see well without them.

"Shouldn't you put it back?" I asked him, concerned, but Eunseok shook his head with a grin. "Your head might start hurting."

"Nah, it's fine. I just wanted to see you," he replied casually.

I felt my cheeks grow warm at his words, caught off guard by his straightforwardness.

"Bree, do you remember my last birthday?" he asked, and I nodded with a smile.

"How could I forget? I remember how upset I was when I ruined the cake," I chuckled softly. "What about it?"

"That was the first time my heart raced for you," he confessed, surprising me with his sincerity.

"Right, and your heart raced while I was scolding you for being annoying," I teased back.

Eunseok laughed and shook his head fondly. "Sometimes, without even realizing it, I find myself thinking about you. It's funny how we were just friends a few years ago, and now I'm telling you that you've captured my mind and heart. I didn't want to make things awkward between us, but I have to tell you—I like you more than just a friend, Bree. I want to be with you, hear your laughter, see your smiles, share your tears, and be there for you."

His words were like something out of a movie, and here I was, hearing them from him directly. I was speechless, overwhelmed by the sincerity in his eyes. There was no hint of rejection in my heart; perhaps I had harbored feelings for Eunseok for longer than I realized.

Reflecting on our shared moments, I remembered all the times he had taken care of me.

"Give me those," I said gently, reaching for his glasses from his hand. Moving closer, I delicately fixed his hair; his long bangs gently covered his forehead. "It pains me to see you squint," I sighed softly, placing his glasses back on his face and adjusting them carefully before cupping his cheeks in my hands.

"I never knew you felt this way," I confessed, a smile spreading across my face as I caressed his cheeks tenderly.

"Can I kiss you?" Eunseok asked tentatively, but I playfully covered his lips with my hand.

"No," I replied with a teasing glare, pulling back slightly. "Not right away. But you can hold my hand," I added softly.

"Okay, sweetheart," he agreed with a smile, gently taking my hand and planting a soft kiss on the back of it.

END OF STORY.

Throughout the semester, Sohee had been diligently working to capture Arang's attention, and she, in turn, had responded positively to his efforts. He was convinced that a confession from her was imminent.

"Here!" Arang exclaimed, handing Sohee the paper bag. "These are homemade chocolates. I made them extra special," she added with a beaming smile.

"Oh," Sohee blushed, taking the bag containing the sweet treats. "T-Thanks, I mean these are nice, and I—"

"Make sure Seunghan gets these, okay? I wrote a little note there. I hope it's enough to express my feelings for him," she interjected, abruptly cutting him off and shattering his illusions of her affections toward him.

Forced to put on a smile, Sohee responded, "Sure. I'll give it to him." With that, Arang left, leaving Sohee grappling with the disappointment of unrequited love. He sighed, staring at the paper bag with a mixture of annoyance and resignation. "Jeez," he muttered, only to be interrupted by the gaze of his best friend, Seunghan, who was watching him.

"I thought she was confessing?" Seunghan inquired, observing Sohee's deflated demeanor and noticing the paper bag in his hand, which bore his own name.

Understanding the situation, Seunghan gave Sohee a consoling pat on the shoulder. "Times are tough," he commented with empathy.

"You don't even eat chocolates," Sohee retorted, irritated by Seunghan's nonchalant attitude toward the numerous admirers he had at school. "Can you get a girlfriend already? I feel like the girls are only using me to get close to you."

Laughing, Seunghan replied, "You're the one ignoring all the red flags they're showing you. You're blinded by the romance."

"Romance? That's why I'm here! I'm here for romance! I was born to be romantic. I was born to be loved!" Sohee declared with such force that it drew the attention of everyone nearby. Unfazed, he continued, "We're in our last year of high school. I. JUST. WANT. A. GIRLFRIEND. WHO. LOVES. ME." He whined, facing Seunghan with desperation.

"You'll find her eventually," Seunghan assured him, but Sohee continued to sulk as they made their way to their classroom.

Amidst the class discussion, Sohee couldn't shake off the lingering disappointment that the girl he harbored feelings for had eyes only for Seunghan. It was a familiar scenario for him – nobody appreciated him for who he was; they only showed interest because of his close friendship with Seunghan. He sighed, his gaze shifting surreptitiously to his best friend who was absorbed in the lesson.

'That sharp jawline, perfectly shaped lips, his piercing gaze, his perfectly shaped eyebrows, his height… and Seunghan was incredibly smart. The only downside is that he doesn't care about the girls who like him…' Sohee's thoughts seemed like a litany of admiration, though his face appeared to be resentful. In reality, all he could think about were Seunghan's positive qualities.

Even during basketball practice, Sohee's energy was lacking. He played half-heartedly and found himself benched by the coach. The efforts he had put into garnering attention, making the girl happy, and ensuring her laughter and appreciation – all seemed futile.

"Thought Arang was going to confess to you?" Woo-sung asked, sitting beside Sohee and sensing the palpable heartbreak. "Looks like she didn't."

Sohee remained silent, turning his gaze to Woo-sung with vacant eyes. "Jeez, Sohee. Why don't you confess to her instead? What if you're just overthinking?"

"Confess to her?" Sohee blinked, snapping back to reality. "I've never thought of it," he admitted, shifting his attention to Seunghan on the adjacent bench. "Hey, Seunghan. I'm going to confess to Arang. What do you think?"

"Don't be ridiculous," Seunghan retorted coldly. "You'll end up getting hurt."

"Come on! What if she's just waiting for me to tell her? What if she knew that you don't like chocolates, and these chocolates were actually for me?" Sohee's spirits lifted momentarily. "Come on!"

Seunghan sighed, rolling his eyes in annoyance before turning to Sohee. "… No."

"Come on, Seunghan. Why don't you just give your friend a push?" Woosung interjected, but Seunghan remained silent, making his way outside the gym. Sohee, now consumed with thoughts of confessing to Arang, followed closely behind. "Jeez, I hate that bastard," he muttered under his breath.

"Come on, today's gonna be the day, Seunghan! It's now or never!" Sohee pleaded with Seunghan to join him at the music club where Arang was rehearsing for her upcoming recital. "My heart's going to explode if I don't tell her how I feel. I really want to know how she feels about me."

Seunghan, annoyed, halted and turned to Sohee. He wanted to berate Sohee for his desperate romantic pursuits, but witnessing his best friend's obvious and hopeless infatuation was a painful sight. He sighed, reluctantly agreeing, "Fine. I'll go, but I won't show up."

"Sure." Sohee beamed, expressing gratitude for Seunghan's reluctant support.

…

"Sohee! You're here!" Arang exclaimed upon seeing Sohee at the door. She glanced around before turning back to Sohee. "Where's Seunghan?" she inquired.

"Uh, he went home," Sohee replied, his nervous smile betraying his excitement. Gazing at Arang, he was captivated by her long black hair, small face, big boba eyes, and doll-like lips – a perfect combination of beauty. In addition to her looks, she possessed a remarkable singing voice. Sohee handed her the flowers he had picked from the school garden. "These are for you. You like tulips, right?"

"Oh wow. Are these from Seunghan?" she asked, smelling the flowers. "These are so pretty…"

"Actually, those are from me. I want to say that I like you a lot, Arang! I really do!" Sohee declared with an earnest voice, ensuring his sincerity reached her. Excitement, anxiety, and happiness flooded him as he professed his feelings to Arang. His cheeks and ears reddened with the intensity of his emotions.

In this hopeful moment, Arang appeared delighted with the flowers until…

"What the hell…"

Sohee did a double take upon hearing those words. Confusion crossed his face as Arang's expression drastically changed from moments earlier.

"W-What?" Sohee stammered.

"This is so embarrassing," she muttered, flicking her hair aside and glaring at Sohee. "What? You like me? Can't you hear yourself? It's disgusting!" She snapped, her words echoing through the music room, drawing the attention of other students.

"Wait, did I make you mad? I'm sorry," Sohee apologized, struggling to comprehend the abrupt turn of events. The sweet, kind, and gentle Arang he knew was now replaced by a scarily resentful version.

"How stupid can you get?" she snapped. "Do you know how much I endured just to talk to you, to endure that hideous smile every time you see me just to get close to Seunghan? Gosh! So annoying!" Arang spat out her frustration.

"Y-You don't like me? I thought…" Sohee continued to stammer.

"I hate you! I don't like you!" She yelled, ready to slap the flowers he brought when she noticed Seunghan standing against the wall, observing the whole scene. Swiftly, Arang changed her demeanor, patting Sohee's head and thanking him for the flowers. "You're so sweet. Thank you for this," she giggled, leaving Sohee terrified and emotionally wounded.

"Lee Sohee," Seunghan called, and Sohee, without uttering a word, ignored Arang and headed toward Seunghan. "You alright?" Seunghan inquired, noticing his friend on the verge of tears.

"Seunghan! There must be a misunderstanding," Arang seized the chance to explain herself. "H-How long were you standing there?"

Seunghan ignored her, but she gripped his arm. "Seunghan! I like you," she confessed. However, as she looked at his face, she gasped and started to cry. The intensity of Seunghan's expression was something she hadn't seen before.

"I hate girls like you," Seunghan said in the coldest tone, leaving Arang devastated. He walked away with Sohee, who was purely crushed by the unfolding situation.

They didn't exchange words; Seunghan refrained from mentioning his prior warning to spare Sohee's feelings. He could sense the depth of Sohee's feelings for her, and his emotions were undeniably genuine. Deciding to bring some comfort, Seunghan bought him ice cream before heading home. Sohee remained silent as he was served a generous portion of strawberry chocolate ice cream overload. Seunghan hoped the sweetness would offer solace to his devastated friend.

"You should tell me that you warned me," Sohee finally spoke, shoving a spoonful of ice cream into his mouth.

"I'm not gonna say that. At least, you got to share your feelings, but…" Seunghan was interrupted as Sohee sighed heavily.

"This ice cream is good," he mumbled. "And, I was more shocked when she talked to me rudely," Sohee commented.

"So, will you be okay?" Seunghan inquired, aware that it would take time for Sohee to move on. Arang had been his crush for three months, dominating his thoughts until this unfortunate revelation. "I mean, try not to find love for a while, you know?"

Seunghan turned to look at Sohee, finding him sitting next to him with an angry expression. Cheeks stuffed with ice cream, Sohee held the spoon tightly before slamming it back on the table.

"Hey, Lee Sohee," Seunghan said, but he became even more confused when Sohee abruptly stood up and stormed out of the cafe. Seunghan followed him quickly, noting that it was unusual for Sohee to leave his food unfinished. He caught up and witnessed a girl being harassed by a group of thugs – four intoxicated men hitting on her and touching her inappropriately.

Sohee took a deep breath and yelled loudly at them, grabbing the men's attention. "Leave her alone!" he demanded.

"S-Sohee, I think we should just leave," Seunghan began to feel uneasy when the men approached him. "Hey! Sohee!"

"I got this." Sohee sternly said, clenching his fist. "I didn't learn taekwondo for nothing." He smirked, skillfully evading a straight punch by shifting his body to the left. He then punched the first man in the gut, swung his leg to hit the second on the side, and back-kicked the third, landing a painful blow to his crotch. The last one was still holding onto the girl's arm. "You! Get lost!" Sohee commanded.

"You want a piece of me?!" the scrawny man spat but was instantly knocked out by a punch from Seunghan.

"Whoo! Attaboy!" Sohee cheered for Seunghan, not accustomed to seeing him in physical altercations. After the scuffle, Sohee approached the girl to check on her, but she winced in fright, closing her eyes to avoid him. "S-Sorry… Please be careful on your way," Sohee politely said, heading back to the cafe.

Seunghan, ahead of him, was about to re-enter the cafe when he noticed Sohee halting his steps.

Sohee stopped when he felt someone tug on his blazer. Slowly turning, he saw the girl from earlier, gripping the hem of his blazer with small hands, panting from chasing him. She lifted her head, and their eyes met.

Sohee's heart raced as he locked eyes with her. Almond-shaped eyes, a small yet tall nose, and cherry-like lips adorned her face. A natural brown wavy bob complemented her pale complexion. She was like autumn in human form.

"I… I want to say that…" she began shyly, her voice sounding like a sweet song. "Thank you… Thank you for saving me earlier," she expressed.

"Oh…" Sohee could only manage that word. Despite his resolution not to fall for anyone after Arang, his heart unexpectedly swelled with happiness. He had found someone new to love. "It's not a big deal. I hope you're not hurt!" he tried to lighten the mood with a laugh.

The girl smiled tenderly at him. "I'm not. Thank you so much!" She let go of his blazer and walked away.

Seunghan joined Sohee, asking, "What was that?"

After the reunion, her friends went on with their lives. She realized that it was not only her who had it difficult in life. She learned that each of them lived a moment in their lives filled with difficulties, and she was proud of them, even to herself that they were able to go on happily.

Sungchan and Miyoung, once a happy loving couple in high school, didn't end up together because of differences as what both of them said during their get-together months ago. It was not easy to become friends with their exes, but Sungchan and Miyoung maintained it well. Though, Jiwoo wished that they will find their way back to each other because she could still see that they longed for each other.

Anton, with only a few years difference, he grew up to be a very fine man. He was still as clingy as back then and would always annoy the others. He pursued his dream of becoming a world-class cellist.

Shotaro became a business owner and owned several chicken restaurants. Who would have known that their family's chicken restaurant would become popular? Having the popular guys promote his chicken restaurant was a smart move. He also built a dance studio and held dance classes for aspiring talents.

Suyoung and Sohee got married like what they both said before graduating high school. The two were inseparable. Among the couples in their circle, the two were the healthiest and the least problematic. Only Jiwoo could laugh at herself feeling envious of the two.

Seunghan did really keep his promise to her that he will be by her side no matter what. Without her knowing, he has been taking good care of her parents and even Woojae behind the scenes. She felt bad for not noticing it all those years as she succumbed to her own mishap. Recently, he happily told her that he is beginning to like someone better than Jiwoo.

Wonbin had the best of both worlds, pursuing his passion for music and business. He remained a true friend. He will always be her first love, the one who loved her first for her, and the one who will always love her for her. Wonbin gave her a lesson to sometimes letting go of someone you love can be a start of a greater good.

"Jiwoo…" she slowly looked up and saw Eunseok standing a few steps from her. He looked like he ran his way to her once again. His eyes were big and bright, like almonds but were glimmering as it reflected the sparkling waters of the river. She didn't notice herself tearing until he mentioned it. He quickly went to cup her face and wiped her tears with his thumb. "I'm sorry, did you wait long?"

"Silly, no. I didn't." Jiwoo smiled. "I'm okay. I was just thinking about our friends.."

"Friends? Why?" He asked while getting seated next to her. "Are they making you sad?"

Jiwoo shook her head sideways, "the opposite. I just realized a lot of things. I get to talk with them and learned that we grew up differently.." She said, her eyes then shifted on his hand that was covered with blisters. She gasped as she held it up. "W-What happened?"

"Oh, this?" Eunseok asked. "I had to sign a lot of papers in a hurry.. I can't make you wait that long." He smiled, "Just think of it as my reward." He tried to make light of it but knowing Jiwoo, she didn't budge and went to get her cosmetic kit and pulled out some disinfectant and cream. She carefully mended his blisters and placed a plaster on the biggest one. Eunseok thought that he had to pull his hand away, but Jiwoo held it close and laced her fingers with his.

He tried his best not to smile widely, but his nerves betrayed him, and he pulled her close to his side, squeezing her hand. He then turned to Jiwoo, thinking that she was watching the river in front of them, but no. She was looking at him tenderly with a sweet smile on her lips. "Hmm?"

"I could watch you all day.." She spoke cutely, making Eunseok hold his breath, trying not to look like he was going to explode. "Can I do that?"

He took a deep breath and nodded, "Yeah, sure." He said.

Jiwoo chuckled and moved closer to him, letting go of his hand and slowly wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her lips on his cheek. "I am so happy that you're here." She confessed. "To be honest, even before the reunion, I thought of everyone and everything made sense…"

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"I lost my reason to live… Somehow, I lost myself in the process, and I felt lonely despite my achievements, despite having mom and dad live well.." She explained, "I happened to hear a song that made me remember all the things that happened in high school… everything we've been through together after that." She said. "I used to see myself looking lifeless, but when I remembered all those things, I began to look much livelier.."

Eunseok listened to her with pure intent, and when she finished, he gently planted a soft kiss on her forehead. "I'm proud of you." He said, those words made Jiwoo's heart skip a beat that she suddenly hugged him tightly. She never knew those words would mean so much to her. "I thank God, that we were able to cross paths again."

"I never loved anyone after you.." She confessed. "When I saw you at the hotel, I wanted to hug you, like I wanted to ignore the fact that there were people there… but I was hesitant because I thought you were mad at me.." She explained, "But now, everything fell into place."

"We just have to make up for the time we spent apart with a lifetime of being together." Eunseok said as he held her hand gently. "I told myself that I will never love any woman after you. My heart only wants you. Your happiness is my happiness.. your sadness is my sadness.." He explained, but Jiwoo began to chuckle, thinking that he was trying to lighten up the mood. "I'm serious, I want to marry you. I want to be with you for the rest of my life, Shim Jiwoo.."

"Who would have thought… that the King of Segye High School would want to date someone like me?" Jiwoo asked as she held his hand. "That, I wanted to ask myself if I were still not confident about myself.." She said, then cupped his face, gently caressing his cheek as she looked intently into his eyes. Her heart was racing, and it made her feel a bit breathless. "I had to build myself in order to deserve you, and I did. I did it so that I can be with you with no regrets.. I've finally reached my dreams, and I am very sure… very sure that I want to spend my life with you too.."

A sigh of relief left Eunseok's lips, dropping his head as he could finally breathe. "Damn, you got me feeling like I was in a roller coaster.." He commented, making Jiwoo chuckle.

"Did I?" Jiwoo said as she continued to caress his face. "I love you," She said, finally cupping the other side as she gently leaned closer to kiss his lips. "Thank you so much for waiting…"

Eunseok smiled, kissing her softly, gently falling into her sweet lips. "Will you marry me?" He asked when they pulled away and looked into each other's eyes.

Jiwoo burst out laughing, looking away to hide her red face. She did not expect that Eunseok would throw that question almost immediately.

"What? Did I say something funny?" He asked, pouting a bit. Jiwoo immediately shook her head and ceased her laughter. She then went back to hold his hand.

"Why are you so steadfast?" She asked him.

"I told you, I waited enough so this is it. I am so ready to marry you in an hour." Eunseok said with so much determination.

"You are really one of a kind," She commented and immediately gave him her sweetest answer with a kiss. "Of course, I will marry you, Song Eunseok."

The alarm went off, causing Jiwoo to turn and twist on the bed before reaching her phone on the bedside table. She immediately got up and slowly gathered up her senses before completely opening her eyes. She looked at the window and it was snowing. "Hmm, it's snowing." She told herself, then she felt someone shifted next to her. She turned her head only to see a hand poking out under the sheets and a glimpse of dark hair inches away from the headboard. She smiled and slowly went to check on him, pulling the blanket off his face.

Eunseok was sleeping soundly next to her. She pulled his arm from the side and placed it on his chest. He somehow felt her and went to wrap his arms around her, pulling her close, making her rest on his chest. "Hmm… good.. morning," He unconsciously spoke, not even opening his eyes.

Jiwoo smiled and pecked his cheek. "Good morning," she continued to stare at his sleeping face before she moved a bit in his embrace and cuddled next to him. "We should get ready for work." She told him.

"10 minutes." Eunseok replied, still not opening his eyes. Jiwoo's warmth next to him was enough to charge him up for the day but he wanted more. He can't believe that their honeymoon had just ended.

"The chairperson can't be late." Jiwoo replied, making Eunseok annoyed and finally open his eyes and looked at her with a frown. "Hmm? Why look grumpy?"

"Because… you're making me so." He replied, but Jiwoo just smiled at him before cupping his face and caressed it. She then pinched his cheeks.

"What do you want for breakfast?" She asked but Eunseok was still sulking at her. She sighed and dropped her hands and stared at him sternly. "Babe.." She smiled, "10 more minutes?"

Eunseok nodded without hesitation and went to bury his face on her chest, hugging her tightly. Jiwoo sighed, smiling contently with him. "I love you… Eunseok."

"You could have waited for him," Woojae said as he gave her his handkerchief, but seeing that Eunseok's reason for being there was someone else, he instantly knew what she could be feeling. "Do you want me to stay with you until the end of the party?" He asked.

"If that is okay," she replied.

"Are you worried that they won't talk to you?" Woojae asked. "Noona, being friends doesn't mean you have to see each other every day. Life comes first more than anything… " He sighed. "You did what you had to do back then; I am sure they will understand…."

"But it has been years," she reasoned.

Woojae shook his head and gave his sister an assuring smile. "True friendship lasts forever… I am sure they are waiting for you there."

"I don't know Woojae. I thought I can go there alone. I am sorry if I had to call you…" she sighed.

"Don't worry, noona." He smiled. "I told you, I am here for you always."

Eunseok had no choice but to find his way to the Segye High School Reunion as fast as he could. When he arrived, he was greeted by his former classmates. He was then found by Shotaro, who was hanging out at the parking with the other boys. Eunseok was disheveled as he was in a rush to catch Jiwoo.

"Hey, you look not okay." Sungchan spoke as he gave Eunseok a brotherly embrace. "Did you go here after I called you?" He asked.

"I saw Jiwoo at the hotel. Is she here?" Eunseok asked.

"Wait, you saw her?" Wonbin asked. Eunseok didn't notice him at first, but seeing Wonbin made his heart sank more.

"Is she here?" Eunseok tried to ask again, but his friends were more concerned about his state as he looked like he was losing his mind finding Jiwoo.

"She is not here yet." Shotaro spoke sternly. "As a matter of fact, she's coming with her brother,"

Hearing it, Eunseok sat on the concrete floor and relaxed for a bit. He felt like he ran several laps the moment he saw and lost her. He was quiet, but his friends felt how he was feeling at the moment.

He didn't notice Wonbin left to get him a can of beer from the food table. The others left to give them space, except for Seunghan who stayed with them.

"Drink," Wonbin told Eunseok after opening the beer can. The latter was hesitant, but Wonbin was persistent. "You need it." He said.

"It seems like you never stopped loving her," Wonbin spoke. "I applaud you for that." He chuckled a bit, trying to lift the mood. "If she comes, what is it going to be?"

"She broke up with me before telling me what was wrong…" Eunseok confessed. "She told me she was tired of me but it didn't feel that way…when she said that, but she begged for me to leave. I only found out that her dad got into an accident after his retirement and lost all of their savings for his medications, and Jiwoo had to drop off college for a year or two to work full time.. I didn't know. I hated her the entire time… I learned about her situation when I happened to meet her dad at the hospital years ago.."

"She never told us any of that.." Seunghan said, but the look on Wonbin's face was different. "You knew?"

"Only recently, from Woojae." Wonbin replied.

"After all these years, I still love her. Seeing her earlier made me feel so alive…. but then she saw my date, and I think I hurt her.." He said, a tear fell from the corner of his eye. Then they heard footsteps walking towards them. Everyone looked up to see who it was, and it was Woojae walking by himself.

"Shim Woojae." Wonbin spoke, excited to see the younger brother he took care of a long time ago. "Wow, you've grown a lot."

"I am glad everyone is here in one place.." Woojae chuckled as he greeted each of them with a hug. He noticed Sohee and Anton walking towards them; they greeted him with the same warmth. Even Anton, who was the last to be close to Woojae before they went on different paths.

"Noona?" Anton asked, seeing Woojae but not Jiwoo.

"Yeah, that's the problem." Woojae sighed. "She's outside, but I couldn't make her step out of the car. She is anxious to meet you. You know, she thought you guys are mad that she cut off any communication because of what happened back then."

Seunghan chuckled, "Seems like our Jiwoo is still worried about us," He said.

"Well, someone has to pick her up and tell her that it's okay. Right?" Wonbin asked, finally turning to Eunseok, who was quiet next to him. "You think you can fetch her, hyung?"

"What? I don't think—" Eunseok tried to shrug it off, unsure if Jiwoo really wanted to see him, but he felt a squeeze on his shoulder and turned to Wonbin.

"You're the one she needs," Wonbin said.

"Wonbin's right. What matters right now is Jiwoo." Seunghan replied.

Jiwoo was cupping her face, trying to compose herself in the car while Woojae went out to get her a bottle of water. She didn't know that her brother had met her friends for help, and she was crying inside the car alone. She thought that she'd be okay with Woojae to attend the reunion, but even with him, she felt anxious and tormented by the thoughts of her friends hating on her. She was sobbing quietly, trying to wipe down the tears in her eyes, carefully not ruining her makeup.

She couldn't get rid of the image of Eunseok being with another girl still. She still loves him after all these years, and if she were to ask, she wanted to be with him more than anyone in this world.

She took a couple of deep breaths before lifting her head up, thinking she'd finally composed herself. "I'm okay. It's just your thoughts, Jiwoo. No one hates you. Not your friends." She told herself.

Then a knock on the car window appeared. She immediately opened the door, thinking it was Woojae. "Woojae, I think I'm ready…" She spoke, but when she saw who it was, she stopped and stared at him. "S-Song Eunseok.."

Even before Eunseok could speak, tears began to stream down her eyes once more. She didn't say a word; instead, she began to cry her heart out, and Eunseok, worried as he was, went to cup her cheek and wiped down her tears. "Hey… what's wrong?" He gently asked.

"I don't want to cry, but I can't stop myself.." Jiwoo sobbed, she completely lost her composure and cried her heart out. "I'm sorry." She cried.

"Hmm? It has been years since I last saw you, Jiwoo… and here you are apologizing? For what?" He asked her. "For breaking up with me?"

Jiwoo didn't respond, but he knew that's what she thought. "I got mad because I didn't understand…" he said. "And you know what? I still love you after all these years. I tried to move on, but it feels wrong to live without you." Eunseok couldn't stop himself but to speak all the things he wanted to tell her. "I'm sorry I didn't try to know…"

Jiwoo continued to sob like a child in front of him. She thought she was the one who would say a lot of things, who would apologize for a lot of things, but it was Eunseok who said it all. "I didn't mean to break your heart.."

"You didn't, hmm?" Eunseok assured her as he pulled her into an embrace. "You didn't, okay? It must have been so hard for you and lonely.." He sighed as he gave her soothing back rubs. After a while, he pushed her an arm away to see her face, he smiled at her as they looked into each other's eyes. He felt so alive seeing her and holding her in his arms. She looked exactly the same as the last time he saw her.

"I look horrible," She mumbled, wiping her tears with her hand. Eunseok shook his head and helped her wipe her tears.

"No, you are beautiful." Eunseok assured her, making Jiwoo chuckle shyly. He was still the same. His words of affirmation always felt like a warm hug for her. "I told myself that if I see you again, I will never let you go."

"I won't go anywhere," She replied and pulled him in for a tight hug, burying her face on his chest. "I love you," She mumbled.

Eunseok smiled and hugged her back, patting her head. "I love you more, Jiwoo."

"Hey! I heard Jiwoo's here!" Suyoung rushed out of the gymnasium with Miyoung, walking towards the guys. She stopped halfway when she saw the guys were already talking to Jiwoo. Suyoung stopped and began to cry on her spot when Jiwoo and her locked eyes. "Shim Jiwoo, you bitch!" She yelled and before Jiwoo could respond, she hugged her tightly. "Where have you been? I missed you so much!" She cried.

"Suyoungie.." Jiwoo chuckled, hugging her best friend. "I missed you too." She chuckled.

"I've been wanting to tell you that I was never and will never be mad at you. Hmm?" Suyoung said as she cupped her cheeks. "Look at you, you are so pretty…" She pinched, then she turned to see Eunseok standing behind her. "Did you…"

Jiwoo looked at Eunseok before nodding to confirm that they are back together, making the guys cheer for them. "Finally, I get to see you guys together again~" Suyoung cheered as she hugged Jiwoo once more. "I'll make it up to you since I didn't invite anyone to my wedding with Sohee.." She grinned.

"You got married?" Jiwoo blinked. Suyoung and Sohee showed their wedding rings, and everyone congratulated them in chorus.

"I'm sure you really didn't forget about us," Seunghan spoke as he finally took a step closer to Jiwoo. She didn't hesitate to wrap her arms around him, missing Seunghan a lot ever since he went far to study. Then she turned to Wonbin whom she hadn't seen for years too.

"I thought I wasn't going to see you again," She told Wonbin as she hugged him.

"Well, I can't just miss this reunion and probably your wedding day…" Wonbin teased.

Jiwoo blushed at the thought, thinking it was a bit too fast to think about marriage now that she just got back together with Eunseok. "I'm going to stay a bit longer to establish my company here.."

"Whoa, congratulations!" Jiwoo cheered. She then spotted Shotaro standing behind, watching her like a proud dad. "Oppa," She smiled and hugged him close. "Thank you,"

"It's no biggie.." Shotaro pat her head.

Later on, they all gathered inside and were having wine and pasta. Jiwoo was left with the girls, catching up with their lives while the boys went to tables to greet their other friends. Jiwoo felt a bit woozy from the wine, so she decided to step out for a bit and went to sit in the school's flower garden. There were a lot of people around the place, talking and drinking too, so she didn't seem to feel lonely. She sat and stared at the night sky, hugging herself and smiling. She then heard footsteps, and it was Wonbin holding cans of warm coffee he took from the vending machine.

"Wonbin~" She smiled cheekily. "Where's Seunghan?" She asked as she fetched one of the warm cans. She muttered a thanks and opened it quickly before taking a sip.

"Well, he's out with Sohee, but he'll be here in a bit." He replied and sat next to her. "You okay?"

She nodded, "Just a bit dizzy from the wine."

"You should take it slow." He replied, glancing at her quietly, smiling as he felt a bit giddy to see her next to him once more. "I know it's been years, but Eunseok gave it to you, right?" He asked.

"Hmm? Gave what? Oh, you mean the box?" She asked, and Wonbin nodded. "Yes, he did. I still have it." She smiled.

"Really?" He asked, his face lit up. "I mean, it's been years, but I hope I did not make you sad or anything.."

"Of course, you made me sad, silly." Jiwoo replied. "How come you never let me see you one last time before you leave?"

"Well, I have my reasons." Wonbin smiled sheepishly.

Jiwoo glared at him and playfully nudged him by the shoulders. "Pft… But, I am glad you grew up fine, Wonbin. I always wondered what kind of an adult will you become.." she chuckled.

"Well, can you guess what kind of a man I am now?" He asked, straightening his back and sat loud and proud next to her. "Come on,"

"What kind of question is that?" She frowned. "I listened to your songs. I even bought your CDs." She said shyly.

"What? Really?" He gasped.

"That's why I knew you're doing well. I am proud of you." She said, ruffling his hair. "I just didn't follow you on your socials. I am not interested in using that…"

Wonbin blushed and felt giddy upon hearing that from her. "You're indeed my most loyal fan.." He said, smiling brightly. "But aside from that, I own a couple of businesses here. You should stop by sometime." He said.

"I will, Wonbin…but you have to give me your autograph." She said and held her hand up for him to stamp his hand as well, giving him a handshake. Until now, Wonbin was still in love with her, but then again, the way Jiwoo looked at him was completely different from the way she stared at Eunseok.

"You're still as amazing as I last remember you, Ji." Wonbin confessed. "I think I have to find someone better than you.."

Jiwoo blushed and gently hit his back, "What are you saying? I am nowhere great to begin with." She frowned, "But I really wish you do. I am going to root for you… Wonbin."

"Ehey, why am I feeling so cold here?" Their conversation was disrupted with Seunghan feeling a little bit tipsy and went between Wonbin and Jiwoo. "Why do I always have to be the chaperone in every group?"

"You are no chaperone, Seung." Jiwoo chuckled.

"Ahh, Ji!! How I missed being called that." He said, hugging Jiwoo with so much affection and bliss.

Jiwoo laughed and pat his head, "You are still as clingy as before.." She said and gently pulled herself away to see Seunghan properly and began to fix his collar. "Until now, I still have to fix your collar and tie.."

"That's why I can't live properly without you," Seunghan grinned.

"Seun.." Jiwoo sighed.

"Seunghan, you should stop." Wonbin pulled his friend.

"No, no, I don't mean it in a romantic way." Seunghan began to explain. "It's just that… I learned life the hard way without my best friends. I know that each of us had a fair share of difficulties but it is so much more difficult dealing with it alone. I am just so happy that we are able to meet each other again." He said, almost sulking and pouting.

"To be honest, I feel complete seeing you guys. I wished I was there when we were growing up. I realized that even no matter how close we are, time will indeed separate us and time will gather us again," Jiwoo said. "Growing up is lonely but I think learning and living life on our own seems worthy now that we are here. Don't you think?"

The two guys looked at Jiwoo beaming with smiles.

"What?" Jiwoo asked.

"You just reminded us why we love you still." Wonbin replied.

"Aigoo, you guys.. Please." Jiwoo sighed.

"Are you happy? Now?" Wonbin asked. "With Eunseok hyung…"

"Yeah, are you happy now?" Seunghan asked.

Jiwoo was quiet for a moment, but her smile radiated softly with the touch of the warm yellow lights above them. She held her hands and hummed for a bit before nodding. Her parents are comfortable, her brother is old enough to help her, and she is comfortable living as well. She has great friends and now that she has met them again, she is happy. Especially, meeting the man she loves for years.

Satisfied with the shots, Jiwoo had the feeling to snap a photo of herself sitting on the gray cushioned couch. Tilting her phone to a certain angle to hide her unflattering aspects, she got to see a beautiful her. She was proud as she checked her photos until she heard the music playing all over the place.

She couldn't help but feel giddy about the song. It had been years since she heard that song. She read in a post that there are things in this world that unlock a person's core memories—whether it's a smell, taste, sound, look, feel, or hear. With a single thing, she began to remember all the feelings she had when she was younger.

She began to wonder all the what-ifs and all the things she could have done in the past with the wisdom and knowledge she has now. Will she be able to experience those things still? Or will everything change and be forgotten?

Jiwoo woke up from a light tap on her shoulder. It was the server at the cafe. She didn't notice that she fell asleep after thinking so much. What surprised her was that she had her coffee not too long ago. She looked outside, and the rain had already ceased. She thanked the server and even gave her a tip before she stood from her seat.

"Leaving so soon?" Her uncle Wooseok was sitting at another table, looking as handsome as he did during his prime. She smiled and greeted him with a hug. "You could have given me a call if you're out here spending time alone," he said.

"I'll make sure to do that next time," Jiwoo smiled. "This cafe somehow reminds me of the old one I used to work at," she commented.

"Well, there are things we have to keep and things we have to let go. It was a great place, to be honest," Wooseok sighed, remembering the good old days. He quietly looked at Jiwoo with fondness the same way he would look at her when she was little. Wooseok, a bachelor still, always saw Jiwoo as his own no matter what. "Have you visited your mom?"

"I actually plan to spend the weekend at home, for Woojae's birthday," she smiled. "You must be there. You really have to be there," she said, holding her uncle's hand.

"Alright. I will be there," he chuckled. Jiwoo gave him a big tight hug before she left the cafe. Her uncle Wooseok had given up the cafe for commercial property reasons, but he was able to pull himself back by moving it to another location and successfully constructing a couple more branches in the city.

Jiwoo's parents were very healthy and happy now that her father had retired from work. They were able to purchase a piece of land in his hometown, where he grew vegetables for the local market. Woojae had grown into a wonderful high school student at Segye High School. He was still the sweet, thoughtful kid that Jiwoo always loved.

~

It was a spring day in the year 2023. Jiwoo received an invitation from the school's president about the high school homecoming of all graduates from Segye High School. A mix of excitement, anxiousness, and curiosity dwelled in her mind as she read the details and immediately confirmed her attendance. She began to wonder how her friends were now. It had been so long since they last met. They were together for a year after graduation, but university life had taken a toll on each of them until they no longer met. It was like an untold goodbye for Jiwoo, who remained still for her friends to come back anytime, until she too had to leave.

"Noona," her train of thoughts were cut when Woojae knocked on her door. "Dinner's ready."

"I'll be there," she replied and closed her computer. She then followed Woojae downstairs. Woojae had prepared bibimbap, her favorite for dinner. "Wow, looks good."

"Well, I had to make it because you seemed down these days. Is everything okay?" He asked. Jiwoo still couldn't accept the fact that Woojae had become a teenager who was so thoughtful and not rebellious. He had been so good at taking care of her despite being young.

"Hmm, I went to Uncle's cafe," she said while stuffing her mouth with food. "And it somehow reminded me about my friends back then."

Woojae sighed, "Don't tell me you miss them?"

"Of course, I do," Jiwoo replied. "You'll get there when you grow old."

"You're not that old, noona," he replied. "It's just that every time you think about them, you get sad, especially when you remember Euns—" He stopped halfway, realizing that he should not mention the man who became his sister's world but disappeared. "Dad wanted us to sell this house and move to a better apartment," he changed the topic.

"What's wrong with this house?" she asked. "It's well-maintained and could use a little renovation."

"Dad wants us to find a better place, noona," he tried to explain to his sister without telling her that she should move on.

"Hmm, I'll stay here, Woojae. If dad needs money, I can give it to him. I am doing well at my job," she assured her younger brother. "I've made a couple of investments too, so we don't really need to sell this house."

"Noona, I want you to be happy. I can take care of myself here," Woojae began to cry. He watched his sister sacrifice her adolescent life working to the bones when their dad got into an accident. Her savings in high school, which were supposed to be for her college fees, were all spent on the medical fees for her dad until he recovered. She did a lot of odd jobs and barely slept. She barely had time for herself, which made her lose the person she cherished. "Noona, we are okay now. You really should be living for yourself, not for us."

Jiwoo works as an art and humanities assistant professor at Sejong University. She is still pursuing her doctorate degree, which keeps her busy. Her job is fulfilling, and the students are all pleasant. Despite working there for three years, she hasn't encountered any familiar faces. During lunch with her coworkers, her phone rang, reminding her about the reunion later in the evening. She almost forgot about it, shocking her. She hadn't prepared anything, not even a dress. The reunion would take place in Segye High School's gymnasium, with an elite catering service managing the food and decorations. She wondered who planned such an extravagant event. With just two hours to prepare, she quickly finished her meal and sought permission from her boss to leave work early.

Being one of the favorite professors at Sejong University, Jiwoo's boss granted her permission to leave early.

She rushed to an upscale fashion store in the city, embarking on a treasure hunt for the perfect outfit. As an art major, Jiwoo had learned the basics of mixing and matching clothes and had interned as an assistant fashion coordinator for a famous magazine. Despite her introverted nature, Jiwoo had come a long way, learning how to prepare for an event like a reunion. She aimed to make a lasting impression.

After shopping, she headed to the salon to have her long hair styled. She had gorgeous black hair that reached her waist, but due to her busy schedule, she decided to cut it a few inches down her shoulders for the event. She also opted for a full glam makeup look that would complement her outfit, drawing inspiration from photos on her phone.

To give herself space and privacy as she prepared, Jiwoo booked a hotel room for the night. Standing in front of the mirror, fixing her hair, she gave herself affirmations. She felt anxious, not knowing who would be at the reunion. The thought of seeing Eunseok embarrassed her.

The memory of the night when everything seemed too hard haunted her. Her dad hospitalized, finances dropping, and her mind falling apart. Jiwoo didn't know if her life's difficulties would be temporary, and Eunseok, who loved her deeply, wanted to help. But she refused, feeling small and ashamed. She decided to break up with him and push him away. Since then, she never saw him again.

A tear fell as she remembered the pain she caused him. Despite the passage of time, Jiwoo still loved him. She hadn't dated anyone else. If she could turn back time, she would have held onto him and faced life's challenges together. If only she could.

The Segye High School was buzzing with activity, filled with cars in the parking spaces, and the gymnasium alive with music and people dancing. It felt like a school festival reminiscent of the old days, with laughter, sharing life's journeys, and a happy atmosphere.

Anton and Suyoung arrived at the venue, drawing attention as they linked arms. The crowd's focus shifted to them as they witnessed world-class cellist Anton Lee walking with Suyoung. Sohee, who was talking with Hanbin and Minseul, recently married, noticed them.

"I thought you two aren't together," Hanbin remarked upon seeing Sohee give Suyoung a kiss.

"We kinda remained lowkey and kept everything to ourselves. Our wedding wasn't grand, just a few friends and family," Suyoung explained.

"So, Jiwoo knew?" Minseul inquired. "I haven't seen her in ages."

"We haven't heard from her in a long time," Anton replied, his tone tinged with sadness. Anton deeply loved Jiwoo, and her sudden disappearance without a trace affected him profoundly. He didn't know what happened and couldn't find her.

"Oh my god, is she—" Minseul began to speculate the worst, but Suyoung immediately stopped her. "What about Eunseok?"

"Hmm, they broke up? I am not sure. Haven't heard of him in years," Suyoung shared.

"Well, I can sense the sadness here. We all miss each other, but it's not the end of time," Sohee tried to comfort them. "Anton, can you keep Suyoung company here? You can sit at that table," he gestured. "I have to meet Seunghan and Wonbin."

"Oh my gosh! They're coming?" Suyoung gasped in excitement.

"I'm not sure if Ji's phone number is still the same. I haven't really seen her for such a long time. Ever since her dad got into an accident, she had been so busy trying to make ends meet. I couldn't even have time to check on her because it was my finals…" Seunghan explained as he walked with Wonbin to the gymnasium. Wonbin had just arrived from New York, dressed all in black with his hair reaching his shoulders and thin-rimmed specs completing his look for the evening. Seunghan, on the other hand, worked as a general manager in a huge food company. "I am actually worried about not seeing her."

Wonbin stopped, "Don't you think she will hate us?" He asked, turning to Seunghan, who immediately shook his head sideways. "That's Jiwoo. If we are worried about it, how much do you think she will do? I mean, I wouldn't miss this opportunity if I were in her shoes. And I.. I wouldn't miss this opportunity too. So, she'll be fine. I am sure she will be here.." Wonbin assured.

"Wonbin! Seunghan!"

The two men turned their heads to see Sohee waving at them. Their faces lit up, and they instantly forgot that they were not teenagers anymore, running to each other and hugging.

"What the hell! How come you didn't invite us to your wedding?" Seunghan asked as he ruffled Sohee's hair.

"Whoa, easy with the hair! My wife took hours to fix that." Sohee chuckled, pulling away from his friends' hands. "Anton and Suyoung are inside. Did you know Minseul and Hanbin got married too??"

"Whoa! Really?" Wonbin asked, eyes widened in shock. He remembered the time Minseul pretended to flirt with him when they were younger. "Wow, sure time flies fast." He laughed.

"I am so glad you came here," Sohee sighed and ushered his friends to go inside.

~

Sungchan and Miyoung broke up after high school. Sungchan decided to take a break for a year while Miyoung pursued her studies, but they remained great friends. However, Miyoung found new love and was already engaged, while Sungchan remained single. He was waiting for Shotaro at the school front gate. He became closest to Shotaro, feeling like they were on the same level, and Shotaro had been his best friend during the tough times. His smile appeared when he saw Shotaro riding his motorcycle. He stopped and had Sungchan hop on before driving inside the school.

"I heard everyone's there. Eunseok's not really coming?" Shotaro asked and only received a shrug from the latter. "Well, I am in charge of the RSVP, and Jiwoo confirmed her attendance. You better tell him that she's coming. I am sure your friend has been waiting for her…"

~

Eunseok was inside his car stranded in the traffic along the main road. He had an appointment at 7 at the Hyatt Hotel, one of the blind dates his mom set up for him. Tired of meeting different girls every month, he rubbed his temples to ease his headache from the stagnant flow of the road when his phone rang.

It was Sungchan calling about the reunion.

"Hey, I have an appointment. I don't think I can—" He stopped when he heard Sungchan's news.

"Everyone is here," Sungchan said from the other line. "I mean, everyone will be here. Shotaro confirmed the RSVP."

Eunseok's heart began to race when his thoughts started to think about Jiwoo, seeing her again. "Wait… Is she there?"

"Well, you have to come here and see," Sungchan replied and immediately ended the call. Eunseok was left dumbfounded, not knowing what to do. Are they pulling a prank on him? If they do, this isn't a good prank at all. He began to think of a lot of possibilities that Jiwoo might be there. He didn't want to miss this opportunity; he didn't know when he would see her again.

"Sir, we are at the hotel now," his driver announced after stopping the car in front of the entrance gate. Eunseok paused for a moment and thought. He had to reject the blind date he had tonight for the unsure opportunity of meeting Jiwoo again at Segye High School. He doesn't know if she is going to talk to him, but all he knows is that he will give up everything he owns just to be with her again. He stepped out of the car and fixed his suit before walking into the hotel. He went straight to the lobby where he saw his date. He was about to take steps towards her, but his eyes caught a familiar face.

It was Jiwoo in the flesh, holding onto the arms of a man while walking out of the elevator. His entire world stopped when he saw her again after all these years looking so happy and beautiful. He couldn't control his emotions and even himself. He walked past his date and went to grab Jiwoo's hand that was holding onto the other man's arm.

"Shim Jiwoo," he spoke, as if her name was the only reason he breathed.

Jiwoo, surprised to see Eunseok in the hotel she was staying at, couldn't form a word to say to him. The way he looked at the man she was with, she could see the pain in his eyes.

"Eunseok-hyung?" the man spoke, making Eunseok get back to his senses and looked at the man who spoke his name. "Eunseok-hyung…"

"Hyung?" Eunseok stammered, turning to Jiwoo for answers. She looked hesitant, but she was able to pull her hand away from his hold.

"It has been a long time since we last saw each other," she smiled, "This is Woojae now."

"Woojae?" Eunseok stammered once more and realized that the little brother Jiwoo loved had become a young man he barely recognized. "Woojae!" He smiled as he pulled the boy for an embrace. "I'm sorry I did not recognize you."

"I heard a lot about it," Woojae chuckled, returning the embrace to his older friend. "What are you doing here, hyung?" Woojae seemed to have taken the conversation with Eunseok after seeing his sister's reaction to seeing him all too sudden.

"I was—" Eunseok was about to speak when a woman dressed in white, with orange wavy hair, tapped his shoulder. She looked sophisticated and was totally in the same league as Eunseok.

"I thought you saw me," she said, linking her arm with Eunseok. "I can't believe you are ignoring your date!" she huffed.

Jiwoo smiled; she felt the woman was trying to make a point with those words that she quietly tugged onto her brother's arm. "It seems we caught you in the middle of something, hyung. We'll be going to the reunion," Woojae said and slowly excused themselves.

Eunseok watched Jiwoo walked away without saying a word to him. He knew he would never have a chance to speak to her again if he let this slip.

"Shall we have dinner, Eunseok?" the woman asked as she was still holding onto his arm, but Eunseok gently pulled his arm from her hold.

"I'm sorry Hana, I came here to tell you that I am sorry. I really do," Eunseok said and was ready to follow Jiwoo, but Hana grabbed his hand once more.

"This is the 4th time our parents planned this date, Song Eunseok." She frowned. "Is she the one you've been waiting for?" she asked.

Among the graduating students, Jiwoo's attention was fixed on Eunseok, walking with Sungchan and Miyoung, holding flowers and gifts from well-wishers. Her world seemed to slow down as she watched Eunseok, his radiant smile making her heart beat anxiously. Amidst the commotion of parents congratulating their children, Jiwoo felt a sense of uncertainty about the upcoming school year and wondered how things would unfold between them.

Eunseok approached his parents, who stood not far from Jiwoo, surrounded by bodyguards. They shared hugs and laughter until Eunseok turned his head, spotting Jiwoo. As their eyes met, Jiwoo instinctively looked away, feigning busyness. However, Eunseok sought her out, grabbing her hand and turning her towards him.

"Jiwoo," he said, smiling warmly. "I am glad you're here." He pulled her into a heartfelt embrace, catching Jiwoo off guard. Flustered but grateful, she hugged him back.

"Congratulations," she managed to say when they pulled away, their hands still intertwined. Eunseok looked exceptionally handsome, and Jiwoo couldn't help but feel a whirlwind of emotions.

"Thank you, I am officially out of Segye High School," he joked, holding up his graduation certificate. Jiwoo chuckled and hugged him once more. Her feelings were a mix of joy and sadness, but Eunseok understood her well, reading the unspoken emotions in her eyes.

"Come with me, I'll introduce you to someone," Eunseok suggested, gently pulling her towards his parents.

"Mom, Dad… I'd like you to meet my girlfriend, Shim Jiwoo," Eunseok confidently introduced Jiwoo to his parents, prompting Jiwoo to bow respectfully.

"It is nice to finally meet you. I'm Jiwoo," she said, her mind praying to various gods. Mrs. Song responded with a soft voice, surprising Jiwoo with a warm hug. Mrs. Song's embrace felt comforting, and Jiwoo couldn't help but tear up.

"You are such a brave, kind girl, my dear. I can tell that you are really full of love. Your parents must be so proud of you," Mrs. Song expressed. Jiwoo, still emotional, bowed again, thanking them for their kind words. Mr. Song, usually assumed to be cold, also proved to be warm, expressing full support for Jiwoo dating his son.

As Eunseok's parents had to leave for a business trip, they invited Jiwoo for dinner soon, leaving her feeling overwhelmed by their kindness. Once they were gone, Jiwoo and Eunseok shared a moment, smiling at each other.

"Eunseok," Jiwoo said, holding his hand and intertwining their fingers. "I prepared a little something for your graduation." She shyly smiled.

Excitement flickered in Eunseok's eyes. "What is it?" he asked.

"Well, I should take you there," Jiwoo replied, hailing a cab on the street. Curiosity filled Eunseok as they got inside the cab, and Jiwoo gave the driver directions. "Where are we going?" he asked, letting Jiwoo fix his necktie and cuff sleeves.

"It's a surprise," she grinned, handing him a paper bag. "And… here," she said, revealing a hoodie jacket.

"Hmm? Wow. Why do I feel like you really went all out this time?" Eunseok teased, opening the paper bag to find the surprise inside. "Wow…"

Jiwoo eagerly awaited Eunseok's reaction as he opened the paper bag containing the hoodie she had prepared for his graduation gift. However, his response was more subdued than she expected, prompting her to playfully pinch his cheeks.

"Why do you react like that? You don't like it?" she pouted.

"No," Eunseok replied, his gaze still fixed on the hoodie. Then, he noticed his initials embroidered on the right sleeve. "I love it," he smiled, turning to her. "Thank you." He placed it on her lap for a moment before taking off his uniform jacket and putting on the hoodie. Jiwoo felt a wave of relief as she saw how well it fit him.

"How do I look?" Eunseok asked.

"Handsome," Jiwoo chuckled.

As they arrived at their destination, Jiwoo led Eunseok into a beautiful forest bordered by a shimmering lake. Confused, Eunseok followed her until they reached a tent. It was small, open, and tastefully decorated with cushions and blankets beneath hanging string lights. Two foldable chairs faced the lake, accompanied by a barbecue grill and a cooler.

"Tada~" Jiwoo cheerfully announced, revealing her surprise. She had diligently saved tips and a portion of her pay from working at the cafe for six months to make this plan come to life. "Again, congratulations, Eunseok!" She hugged him.

"You did all of this?" he asked, returning the embrace. He hadn't expected her to go to such lengths for his graduation.

"Well, you told me you wanted to go camping with me but didn't have time because of school stuff," Jiwoo said with a cheeky grin. "Do you like it?"

"Gosh, I am going to cry," Eunseok teased.

"What? No! No crying!" Jiwoo frowned, playfully squeezing his cheeks. "No, crying. Hmm?" She kissed him softly. "It's my first time preparing something like this, so I wasn't really sure if you'd like it, but you did say that you wanted to go camping, so I thought…"

"I'm very happy. I am already happy when you became mine, and I am happier that you keep reminding me of that every day," Eunseok expressed. "I worried that I might have made you feel lonely while I was busy."

She shook her head, reassuring him, "It's alright. You don't have to worry about me that much."

Later on, Eunseok lit up the grill, while Jiwoo, having changed into comfortable clothes, emerged from the tent wearing the same hoodie she had given him. Eunseok couldn't help but stare at her, inadvertently neglecting the blazing coals. She quickly splashed water on them and scolded him gently.

"You're going to get burned if you don't watch out," she warned, taking the tongs from his hand to cook a piece of marinated meat. Eunseok, standing behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist. She paused, straightened her back, and patted his arms.

"Can't you see? I am cooking."

"I know," he smiled. "Can't I just be extra affectionate today?"

"Eunseok, you are always extra affectionate," she chuckled. "Come on, I can't move," she frowned, still caressing his cheek.

"No," he playfully replied in a cute tone.

She sighed in defeat, allowing him to hug her as long as he wanted. Then Eunseok brought up a topic, "We've been together for quite long, and still, you call me oppa or just by my name…"

"Hmm? What about it?" Jiwoo hummed, sensing where this conversation was headed. "Your name is pretty," she said.

"I'd be happy if you call me in a cute way," he smiled.

"Oppa?" Jiwoo replied, but he immediately shook his head with a frown. "Hmm, I don't think I can call you names aside from that… you don't react that much when I call you 'love.'"

He pulled away and pouted, "You call Suyoung, Seunghan, and even Sohee that…" He said. "I'm your boyfriend."

Jiwoo was just teasing him, knowing he might pout like a child. Despite his prince-like demeanor at school, Eunseok was, in reality, one of the most childish guys she had ever met. "So what do you want me to call you?"

"Baby," he smiled mischievously, making Jiwoo crack a smile before dropping her head, feeling a tinge of embarrassment when he said it. "Come on, baby."

"No," she deadpanned and turned her back on him.

"Come on, that would be the highlight of today's event," he urged, eager to hear Jiwoo call him that. He had heard a lot of his exes call him 'baby,' but he never liked it or showed any reactions to it. It was only Jiwoo who brought out so many emotions in him.

"I said, no. It's embarrassing!" Jiwoo shot back.

"Okay, suit yourself. I'm just going to sulk…" He sighed and slowly turned his back on her, heading to the tent to playfully embrace the rejection.

"Fine," she huffed. "Not now… maybe later, I don't know." She shrugged before focusing on grilling. Eunseok smiled; even if she didn't want to, he'd be okay with it. He enjoyed teasing her a lot.

Their dinner was ready. Jiwoo finally got her own phone and showed Eunseok's name on her contact list. Seeing his name with a heart next to it made him happy. "But still, I want to hear that word," he said, handing her a glass of cola. "Thank you for this, Jiwoo," he expressed his gratitude.

"You are most welcome," she smiled and drank.

"I'm quite sad, honestly," Eunseok began to speak. "I graduated, and it also means that I won't be able to see you as much as I wanted to… I sometimes wish I'd stay for another year."

"That would be too much," Jiwoo said. "And I thought I was the only one who feels that way." She confessed. "I really don't want to feel that way because I know you'd be worried about me, so I'm here."

Eunseok watched her hold the glass with her tiny hands, gently taking it from her and holding her hand instead. "Have you heard of a myth about high school lovers?" He asked, sparking curiosity in Jiwoo's mind. "They say that high school couples tend to be soulmates."

Hearing that, Jiwoo couldn't help but laugh. "That's funny. And do you actually believe that?" she asked.

"I do, I want to believe it. I don't think our first encounter didn't mean anything…" He thought out loud. "Ever since then, I started to be curious and later on realized that I really like you… Now that I have you, I will never ever let you go."

"You know that I really don't like promises," Jiwoo said, "I don't really want to expect good things in the future because, to me, what's important is the present. And, I don't really see myself with anyone except you," she continued, hiding her face as she felt embarrassed by her sudden confession. Her eyes wandered around before turning to him, seeing him staring so fondly at her. Eunseok's eyes glistened, the warm lights inside the tent reflecting in his orbs, making him look dreamy, with his hair waving against the cold breeze. His hand remained holding hers, giving her warmth unconditionally.

As the students and teachers flocked to the venue, draped in their finest attire, the air was charged with excitement. Among the crowd were three friends—Miyoung, Suyoung, and Jiwoo. They had gathered at Miyoung's place to glam up for the event, unaware that the boys would be fashionably late. Dressed to the nines, they chatted and snapped photos, each radiating her unique charm.

Miyoung, with her hydrangea tender floral maxi tied dress, Suyoung, the pink fanatic in a doll-like mini dress and stiletto heels, and Jiwoo, proudly donning a white lacy frock dress, had made an unforgettable entrance. Suyoung had skillfully applied makeup on Jiwoo, who couldn't help but express concern that she might have gone overboard.

Unexpectedly, Hanbin, one of their friends, approached with a surprise. "I thought I was going to meet new girls here," he teased, only to realize he was in the midst of familiar faces.

Panicking, Jiwoo turned to Suyoung, worried about her makeup. Hanbin chuckled, "I mean, miladies, you look all wonderful tonight."

Suyoung playfully warned him about Minseul's disapproving glares, but Hanbin, undeterred, continued his compliments. Minseul, overhearing, intervened and dragged Hanbin away, sparking a brief moment of worry among the girls.

As Suyoung reassured Jiwoo, the girls noticed the absence of the boys. Suyoung mused, "Hmm, the boys are taking too long. Did they wear something fancier?"

Jiwoo, weary from standing in heels, quietly made her way to the buffet table. Her worries about bloating, voiced by Suyoung and Miyoung earlier, had kept her from snacking. She picked out some blueberry cheesecake bites, savoring the sweetness as the excitement around her heightened.

Suddenly, screams erupted from the crowd, prompting Jiwoo to nearly choke on her food. Curiosity piqued, she observed the spectacle from a distance. The commotion unveiled the arrival of Segye High School's princes—the boys who led the Mars Club. Eunseok, at the forefront, led the group of dashing young men, each adorned in glamorous tuxedos.

Overhearing the surrounding conversations, Jiwoo couldn't help but smile. "Oh my god! This is a sight to see. I did not know Eunseok is friends with the Mars Club!" one girl exclaimed excitedly. "God, their girlfriends are so lucky!"

Jiwoo, still by the buffet table, marveled at the scene unfolding before her, a mix of surprise, admiration, and a touch of wonder for the magical night that awaited.

Jiwoo, finding herself the unwitting subject of gossip, couldn't help but be amused. Attempting to hide her face behind her plate full of cake, she tilted her head down and slipped away from the chattering crowd.

"Song Eunseok is always handsome!" sighed one girl.

"Oh my god! Park Wonbin is crazy handsome!" screamed another.

Jiwoo tried to distance herself, but her ears perked up as a group of girls started gossiping about a rumored love triangle at Segye High. Eavesdropping discreetly, she couldn't resist getting involved in the conversation.

"Hey! Did you hear the rumor? There's this girl in Segye High that they really like…" one girl began, prompting Jiwoo's curiosity.

"Yeah, the boys were crazily in love with her and were fighting for their lives!"

Jiwoo couldn't suppress a snort, finding the rumors rather hilarious. The girls, including Jiwoo, gasped as the gossip continued, detailing a supposed love saga involving Park Wonbin, Hong Seunghan, Song Eunseok, and Anton Lee.

Amused, Jiwoo tried to stifle her laughter, causing the girls to glance at her suspiciously. She decided to set the record straight with a burst of laughter, revealing her true identity.

"I heard she's an heiress. No wonder these boys were crazy—"

Jiwoo burst into laughter, surprising the girls. "Excuse me?"

"Oh, I'm so sorry. That was just hilarious to hear," Jiwoo said, recovering from her laughter. "As a matter of fact, I only dated Park Wonbin before I dated Song Eunseok… and Seunghan is my best friend, and then Anton… Anton's like my little brother."

The girls were left bewildered, and one recognized Jiwoo, gasping and informing her friend. They both gasped in shock, realizing they had been gossiping about Jiwoo herself.

"You?"

"Please, the rumors are funny. Don't let the boys hear these or else—"

Jiwoo stopped short as she noticed Seunghan and Wonbin walking behind the girls. She turned and saw Eunseok smiling sweetly at her, holding her waist.

The girls squealed at the sight of the King of Segye High School standing before them. "I was looking everywhere for you," he said.

"You're late," Jiwoo teased, trying to hide her surprise at Eunseok's stunning look for the night. She failed to recognize Eunseok's well-established background, evident in his gentlemanly manners.

"Did you come with the boys?" she asked.

Eunseok nodded, expressing his excitement. "You look beautiful," he said, making Jiwoo blush and playfully hitting his chest. "I saw you munching on some cakes. Are you hungry?"

Jiwoo nodded, still holding the plate. "We should find some tables," he suggested, taking the plate from her. Instead of leaving it, he added more snacks, eager for her to eat.

"Heol, they are really dating," the watching girls sighed in envy. "She's indeed very pretty."

"You girls are right, our Jiwoo is very pretty," Seunghan chimed in, making the girls blush. "She's our first love," he confessed. "Is that right, Wonbin?"

Wonbin, usually reserved, did not respond immediately, sipping his apple juice and keeping his eyes on Jiwoo and Eunseok. Eventually, he smiled and turned to Seunghan. "You're right, but I will forever be her first love," he proudly declared, leaving the girls swooning at the charming revelation.

Eunseok and Jiwoo stood together, drawing the attention of onlookers as whispers and conversations buzzed around them. The gymnasium pulsed with music, creating an energetic atmosphere where people reveled in the festivities—dancing, chatting, and immersing themselves in the vibrant ambiance. Eunseok's gaze wandered, particularly fixing on the stage where the classical band was supposed to be assembled.

Jiwoo, noticing his concern, took his hand. "Something wrong?" she inquired, prompting Eunseok to turn to her with a smile. "You look worried."

"Am I? It's just that the classical band should have been set already," Eunseok explained. "I am sure Sungchan's there to fix it."

Jiwoo, ever supportive, offered to wait. "Do you need to check? I can wait. I won't go anywhere," she reassured him with a chuckle.

Eunseok, however, was resolute. He squeezed her hand and shook his head. "No, I promised that I'll stay with you tonight."

"I don't see any reason why you can't leave me for a bit," Jiwoo suggested playfully. "Besides, I'll just be sitting there. My feet hurt." She pouted, and Eunseok, concerned for her comfort, checked her feet. Sighing, he decided to walk her to the bleachers, offering his jacket to cover her legs as she sat.

"Don't go anywhere," Eunseok instructed before heading backstage to address the issue. Jiwoo watched him leave, feeling a sudden emptiness despite the lively crowd surrounding her. Smoothing Eunseok's jacket on her lap, she couldn't shake the unexpected realization of missing him by her side.

As Jiwoo contemplated his absence, someone familiar from her past took a seat beside her. She looked up and met the gaze of a person whose presence evoked memories and stirred a mix of emotions.

"What's going on? The show should have started earlier," Eunseok questioned as he entered the backstage. Sungchan, in charge of the performance, explained that one of the violinists couldn't make it due to illness, leaving the rest of the members ready and waiting.

"I told Sungchan hyung that we can go on without that member," Anton chimed in, standing behind Miyoung. "It may sound incomplete, but it's going to be fine," he assured.

Eunseok nodded in agreement, turning to Sungchan and giving him a determined look. The urgency of the situation reflected in his eyes, especially knowing that his parents were in the audience, eagerly anticipating a stellar performance.

"You don't have to worry," Miyoung reassured him.

"It's okay," Eunseok replied. "Follow the program; I have to go back to Jiwoo." He made a move to leave when Wonbin grabbed his arm.

"Here," Wonbin said, handing Eunseok a box wrapped in an old newspaper adorned with a black ribbon. "It's for Jiwoo," he explained. Confusion crossed Eunseok's face, wondering why Wonbin was entrusting him with the gift instead of giving it directly to Jiwoo. Wonbin continued, "I wanted to dance with her tonight before I say goodbye again, but I think it won't be good for me. I'll be playing songs, just like what we prepared for this event, but I will be leaving as soon as I finish." Despite maintaining a smile, Wonbin couldn't hide the hurt in his words.

"Why don't you give it to her and tell her all of this?" Eunseok suggested, not seeing any issue with Wonbin and Jiwoo having a conversation.

Wonbin shook his head. "I already told her everything I wanted to say. In case you haven't heard, I still have feelings for her. It just so happens that I have bigger dreams out there," he sighed. "Whatever, please give that to her. Everything she needs to hear again will be there." Wonbin explained, his emotions surfacing. "Please, I know that you will love Jiwoo no matter what, so I am happy for the two of you, hyung."

Eunseok felt a weight lifted off his chest at Wonbin's words. Despite not always expressing it, he had felt a tinge of insecurity whenever Wonbin was around Jiwoo.

"Thank you for being there with her when she needed someone the most," Wonbin acknowledged. "Damn, I hate being expressive, but that's it," he sighed, visibly annoyed with his own emotions.

"Thank you," Eunseok smiled. "I'll take care of her. I will love her, protect her, and make her happy. That's all that matters." With Wonbin's message delivered, Eunseok headed back to Jiwoo, the box in hand, carrying both Wonbin's sentiments and his unwavering commitment to the woman he loved.

~

Jiwoo found herself outside the gymnasium, standing near the parking lot with a person who had taken a seat next to her in the bleachers. The air felt chilly, and the atmosphere seemed tense as people passing by couldn't help but glance at the duo. Jiwoo was quietly holding her hands, a mix of cold and anxious, but she concealed it well.

"I'm sure you did not expect me to show up here," Yeonjun stated. He wore an oversized black shirt, black cargo pants, and sneakers. His face was partly covered by a bucket hat, and long hair framed his features. Several piercings adorned his face. "Not even how I look now…"

"You are still Yeonjun," Jiwoo replied, sensing his unease.

Yeonjun sighed, smiling softly as he observed Jiwoo. "You are still as pretty as the last time I saw you, Jiwoo. I can tell that you made better friends this time…" He chuckled.

"I did," Jiwoo nodded.

"Hmm, I heard what happened to Taehee and the others," Yeonjun admitted. "When I received the letter about your case, everything came back to me. How much I was a jerk to you… for not being a good friend. I began to feel a lot of regret for not helping you that time… and Miri, who would have thought Miri would do that too?" He tried to downplay his role, attempting to convince himself he did less harm than Miri, but deep down, he acknowledged he was equally at fault. "I realized that I was worse than Taehee… for turning a blind eye on your pain, Jiwoo."

Jiwoo remained composed, listening silently to Yeonjun's remorseful words. Disappointment lingered from their past, but she gave him a chance to speak.

"When I received the letter, I immediately involved myself and told your lawyer about everything. I thought that even if I didn't show up, I still did something to help you… after all this time…" Yeonjun continued. "I thought that would be enough. I tried to visit you at the hospital, but then I saw people who cared so much about you. That's when I thought that I need not be there…" His voice cracked, and tears welled up as he struggled to contain his emotions. "I'm sorry, Jiwoo. I wasn't a good friend."

Meanwhile, Eunseok, growing worried after learning Jiwoo was seen leaving with a mysterious guy, rushed outside the gymnasium. Spotting Jiwoo standing next to a man, he observed them cautiously. Jiwoo maintained a wary distance but looked at the man as he spoke. Alarmed when the man reached for Jiwoo's arm, Eunseok intervened, ensuring Jiwoo's safety.

"Is he trying to hurt you?" Eunseok asked, holding Jiwoo's hand protectively. Jiwoo, surprised by his sudden appearance, pulled Eunseok behind her and explained the situation.

"No, he is not," Jiwoo assured him. "Eunseok, this is Bae Yeonjun…" She introduced him, and Yeonjun, understanding the dynamics, removed his hat, revealing his face. He dipped his head in acknowledgment as Jiwoo continued, "He's a friend from middle school, and Yeonjun, this is Eunseok, my boyfriend."

"Yeonjun?" Eunseok repeated, his gaze fixed on the figure in front of them.

"Yes, he just came here to talk. Nothing else," Jiwoo explained.

"I apologize for the misunderstanding," Yeonjun continued bowing. "I want to apologize properly to Jiwoo as it felt right for us to have closure before we separate ways again."

Eunseok maintained a cold stare at Yeonjun, his protective instincts kicking in. Jiwoo, sensing the tension, held Eunseok's hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. He turned to her, met with her sweet smile, and sighed in defeat. "I told you to wait where you were…"

"I couldn't hear him talk with all the music inside," Jiwoo replied. She then looked at Yeonjun, suggesting to Eunseok that he wait for her at the entrance where he could still see her.

"Thank you, Yeonjun. I appreciate it a lot that you came here all the way to apologize," Jiwoo expressed her gratitude, nodding her head. "I appreciate that you helped me a lot in dealing with my case. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been successful… And I am sorry for disturbing you too."

"No, you don't have to apologize for that," Yeonjun assured her, finding solace in Jiwoo's words. "I'm glad to hear that… and I should get going," he said, waving anxiously before departing.

Once Yeonjun left, Eunseok let out a sigh so audible that Jiwoo turned to him, amused. "What?"

"You are quite popular," he mumbled, his protective instincts still lingering.

Jiwoo laughed and tugged on his hand before hugging him on the side. "Are you jealous?"

"You'll make fun of me if I say no," Eunseok replied.

"I am not making fun of you," she teased, wrapping her arms around his waist. "Eunseok, let's go inside?" She suggested, attempting to lead their way back into the party, but Eunseok stopped her. "Hmm?" She asked, walking back to him and holding onto his arms.

"I don't think I can last a day without you by my side," Eunseok confessed, his cheeks turning red. It was a sentiment he had been waiting to share. Jiwoo had stirred various emotions within him, making him realize the mysterious and beautiful nature of the heart. She smiled at him, reaching to cup his cheek, and then pinched it playfully.