Hello, Goodbye, and Everything in Between

It has been three days since Myungsoo has left. The walks to school were very silent, and our teacher decided to leave me without a desk partner. With no one next to me during school hours, it made myungsoo's absence more noticeable. I spent everyday at the park with my friends, but none could fill the empty space. I had enough friends, but still felt lonely. His absence was becoming almost unbearable. But I made a promise to myself. I'm not going to break down.
I woke up this morning and almost as if on queue, my phone began ringing. I checked the caller ID; Myungsoo Oppa.
"Yeobseyo" I answered, glad to be able to talk to him.
"Min Ji-ah, you're awake. I just wanted to make sure you're not late to school. You like to sleep"
"Oppa, I told you already. I can take care of myself."
"I'm just making sure" he said. And that's how my mornings went. He'd call and made sure I was alright, and I continued to be responsible rarely ever forgetting my duties. I kept my promises to myself. At the end of the day, he'd call me just before he went to bed and told me about his day, and i listened. No matter how tired he was, the enthusiasm in his voice was always present. Our days continued like this until the middle of sixth grade.
He had already returned to Korea, but I never got a chance to see him. It turns out, he was still training. He continued to get more busy, and our frequent phone calls dulled down to texts. We barely could hold a thirty minute conversations. But nonetheless, I continued to hold my promise to myself.
By 7th grade I was lucky to even get one message. He had fully committed to training. By this time, the loneliness was still painful, but very much bearable. Once in a while, he'd send me a message on his progress and I replied with an update of my life. I am now in club soccer, and my grades were brilliant. Even though he'd rarely reply, I knew he was satisfied with how I was doing. I was just glad I was able to not make him worry.
By eighth grade, he was put into woollim ent. He soon discovered he'd be out into a group. He told me there were going to be five people, then later it was changed to seven. I told him how proud I was of him. He never replied after that message.
By ninth grade he made his debut with his group. They were named infinite. Now, being famous, his number changed and I lost contact with him. But I still watched him from afar, through performances on television. I bought all thier albums, and even a few posters. His parents would give me gifts from him once in a while. They even got me concert tickets. I went, but didn't get the chance to meet myungsoo.
I am now in 11th grade. It's been six years since I seen him last, in a car, driving away. It's been two years since I lost contact with him. I am doing quite well on my own. I have straight A's and doing pretty damn well in soccer. My grieving became little to none. Being able to see his progress made it a lot easier. My feelings for him are long gone. I decided it wasn't healthy to let my heart ache badly, when I needed to focus on school and soccer. But my longing for my bestfriend never left my heart. I used to spend nights praying for his return, but I stopped. He was coming back someday, I knew it-- but praying only made me miss him more and expect a closer return, so I stopped.
Today is the day infinites new song 'Destiny' comes out. I woke up, got ready, and turned on my laptop to watch the MV. Right when it starts off, he is in the center of the screen.
"I'm so proud of you, Oppa" I whispered to the screen and smiled. I checked the time; I had ten minutes till I have to leave to the school bus. I quickly downloaded the song to my phone, plugged in my earphones, and headed out the door.
The sun was beginning to shine and the animals were beginning to wake up. Birds were flying, bees were buzzing, and the wind was softly blowing. I stood for a while, letting the wind hit my face. It sure is beautiful in the morning.
I walked to my bus stop and saw the bus had already arrived. It was too early for it to leave yet. I hopped onto the bus, and took an empty seat. I looked out the window, pulled out my sandwich, and turned on th music. Only one earphone was in my ear. Right before the bus could leave the stop, I heard a bunch of people rush in, and apologize. Soon after, someone approached me.
"Can I sit here?" They asked. I just nodded nonchalantly, without looking up. Infinites song song ' Man in Love' began playing. The music flowed through my ears, and I began humming along. The person next to me began chuckling. I didn't know wether it was because of me or something else, but I didn't respond. I pulled my sandwich out of its wrap while nodding my head to the music. I prepared myself to take a bite when the person next to me snatched it out of my hands. My temper rose, and I clenched my fist.
" YAH. Who do you think you are?" I screamed and snapped my head towards the person next to me. My eyes widened and I stopped breathing. The figure next to me just smirked and said
"But we always share food with each other", then ruffled my hair. He took a bite out of my sandwich. I couldn't move. I couldn't respond. I could only stare.
" yah, say something" he commanded.
"O-oppa" I stuttered, but he just chuckled.
He was back.
Myungsoo was back,

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