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7. Romantic Kiss

The breeze is soothing against his skin as his eyes take in the beautiful scenery around them, and although he's always been more of a city boy than an outdoorsman, he must admit the hike up the mountain is worth the refreshing atmosphere it brings. He can feel the stress induced tension that he's used to residing in his shoulders dissipate, and a soft sigh of contentment escapes his lips.

The all-to-familiar click of a camera reaches his ears from where he is seated on a boulder, and he can't help the content smile that tugs at his lips as he shifts his gaze from the valley below to the girl in his company who stands a few feet away, snapping pictures of things here and there. Clearing his throat, he catches her attention, and he pats the empty space next to him as an invitation for her to join him.

She reluctantly does so, a slight bit huffy due to him interrupting her work, but he shushes her with a finger to her lips. "Now, now. I've been a good best friend and allowed you to drag me up here. What's the point if you don't pay me any attention, hm?" He quirks an eyebrow, and before she starts to protests, he smirks. "Tell you what-- let me just do this, and I'll let you go finish taking those pictures of yours, yeah?"

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If I (the mun) get 5 of these (☂ ) you can hear my (mun's) voice

Dear Miyoung

Do you know what I felt when I see you first time after so many years? Grief. The deep agonizing pressure in my rib cage that suddenly ignite and filled up my lungs. I literally can’t breath and I thought I’ll pass out any minute. I never realized I will have this intense reaction of meeting you again, and honestly this is not the state of reunion I wanted to mingle with. But it happened. I lost myself for quite a moment when I saw you. Grief, do you know why?You are the best best friend I had when I was younger. And it still amaze me to think that I had recognized you even time has passed by us. It is one of those memories that popped back in my head the moment I saw you. My memories are lost because by an accident, and really, it was a blessing that it returned, even for just a bit. Just like you. Grief, do you know why?I have lost those precious moment I’d spent with you when I was young. And that is why I am grieving. But after I stare at you longer— when I realize that it was real, and you are finally back— diaper buddies is back, the grief that once suffocated me slowly faded. It transitioned from dark to light.Grief. It wasn’t that bad. Relief, it ran after that. Thank you for coming back.

• • • VENDETTA WELCOMES KIM MIYOUNG. A 22 YEAR OLD PHOTOGRAPHER OF KPLUS ENTERTAINMENT CURRENTLY RESIDING IN SEOUL, SOUTH KOREA.

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Her heart aches every time she thinks of the accident where her father died protecting Miyoung in a car accident. The fact that she is still alive to this day is a miracle. She walked down the trail where the trees were high in the sky with the sun peeking through. Dipping her nose in the bouquet of flowers, smelling it as she walked up the hill to meet her father. She smiled and sat down in front of his grave, placing the flowers down. “Appa, I’m here.” She smiled, taking out two beer cans from her bag. One open for him and the other is for her. She clinked cans, “Cheers.” She took in a sip and savor the taste. The wind breezed through, her hair flying against the wind.

She enjoyed her moment of silence with her dad, every now and them she would mention memories since she was a child. She heard a twig snap and foot steps walking towards her. Her head jerked towards the direction. She recognized the familiar image that is walking towards her. She set the beer can beside her father’s and stood up, brushing off the grass on shorts. “What are you doing here? You are banned from this place.” She hissed. “Why should I be? I love him as well, this is open for everyone. I have the rights to do so.” Miyoung broke in anger. “No! No, you don’t! You don’t love him!” She tried her best to not tear up but instead her fingers curled into a fist. “What is love to you? What is it?! You’re the one who killed him! You murdered dad!” She screamed with tears falling down her cheeks.

"Miyoung ah," the woman walked towards her placing a hand on her hand. Miyoung jerked her hand away and shook her head. "Do not touch me. You’re nothing to me. You’re not my mother but my worst enemy."