It's been three years now, and finally, I'll be able to meet him.

I'm really against the idea of my sister, Yuri, when she told me to cut off my knee-length hair a week after the new year, for it will be a good deed for the cancer patients --merely children-- who are about to get bald because of their chemotherapy sessions.

But somehow, she did persuaded me without realizing that my hair is now upto my shoulders only. My tears can't stop falling from my eyes rolling to my flushed cheeks as I look at the mirror, feeling lightheaded not because I feel sick, but because the weight of my hair lessened.

When I was ten years old, my mother told me to never cut off my hair until it reaches the ankle of my foot for for her eyes, I look beautiful with my long hair. That's why until we got home, my heart is still clenching because I just broke my promise to my mom.

I felt sad.

But after a week, I received a message from an unknown number.

Thank you for sacrifising your hair to give a smile to my sister. Hope I can thank you personally. -Oh Sehun

I may be feel bad and sad, but knowing that I had made someone smile because of my hair, it gives me the urge to never stop what I had already started.