Chapter 1 : Waiting for him

It's been 3 hours waiting for him. Eunchae stands from her seat as she looks at her wrist watch. She didn't expect him to be this late. She strolls towards the screen schedule that hang nicely on the wall. He suppose to be here by now. The screen display the exact time of the airplane arrival. Once again, she check her watch and still waiting for him.

"When will he arrives?" Eunchae walks back to her seat as she slumped against the cushion. Closing her eyes, she mutters to herself. Perhaps tired of waiting.

A lot of people start to walk pass her as a time-lapse camera recorded the entire event, compressing it into a 100-minutes film that become a work in its own right. She just observes some people around her. There's a happy kid running around with a beautiful woman who's silently crying, welcoming their loved ones. A mother smiles as her daughter running towards her with a big white luggage in her grip.

The whole situation is just beautiful. The moments where people encounter after a long time sure a picturesque. This moment is as much a nostalgic one as it is enjoyable. Eunchae just smiles at the view in front of her.

But, her smile is no longer plastered on her face when her phone suddenly ringing out loud. She quickly take out her phone from her bag that place beside her all the time. She open the zip of her bag and search for her phone there. It's feel like she is a busy girl in this wide airport. She rummages all thing in her bag while her heart feels something wronged.

"Got it." Her hand touch the phone inside the bag and she quickly fish out the phone, worried that the call will be ended in no time.

She looks at the screen phone and someone is calling her.

Unknown number.

Without hesitate about the unknown number, she quickly slide the phone to answer the call.

"Hello...."

"......."

"Hello, who is this?"

"I'm........"

"........"

"....sorry...."

With that, the call ended along with perplexity. Eunchae removes the phone from her ear and hold her phone tightly. Somehow, she feels anxious about something. Why does the presence of this called make her heart beat faster than before. What does she expect? Clutching the phone in her grip, she slowly unlock the phone and touch the call log. Her eyes shakes and she seems bewildered. Staring on the unknown number for a minute, she tries to figure out who's the owner of the number.

Most people would care less about the mystery number that accidentally called them. Eunchae wants to ignore the number as well but somehow, she feel wronged. She just wants to find out about this number. Her heart said so. And at the same time, she feels like there's a lot of hidden message behind this number.

Hoping everything will be alright, Eunchae click the number that called her just now and the number shown up on the screen. Unknown. At this very time, her heart racing so loudly that she, herself doesn't know what to do nor what she's thinking.

The phone on both of her grip shake as her hand trembles at the thought of something. Something scary. She placed the phone on her ear while closing her eyes. The sound of beep beep catch a rhythm along with her heart beat.

Tutt...tut...

No one pick up the phone as the beep beep sound ring continuously. Eunchae removes the phone from her ear and click the red button to hang up the phones. Perhaps she just over thinking about him.

"I hope Baekhyun will arrive safely." She talks to herself while there's an empty stare on her eyes. She just looks at the entrance of the airport, hoping he will appear safe and sound. 

It's almost night yet the male figure still won't appear. The airport suddenly feels quiet than before. A lot of people start to disappear one by one and there's Eunchae who's still hoping and waiting for the male.

"I regret for not asked for his number." Eunchae stare at her phone where her picture and Baekhyun, smiling at the garden near their house. The picture had been taken 7 years ago where she and Baekhyun still an innocent kids. She longed for the memories where she had created with him. The memories where she and Baekhyun will play till sunset and both of them will be scolded by their parent. 

Perhaps, Baekhyun's flight will arrive tomorrow.

or...

Never.

She shook off the scary thought in her mind as she click the log call from her phone. Then, she click her tongue as she remembers something.

All this time, Baekhyun didn't called her with his own number. He will used payphone to reached her. That's why she didn't has his number. She sigh as loud as she could when her mind comes to the logic sense.

Sometimes she wonders about Baekhyun's action. Why he never called her with his own number? Does he lost his phone or the paybills will increases when he uses his own number. Of course the paybills will increase since they are out of borders so it will cost a lot for Baekhyun to do that.

Well, nothing much could help. The past is the past. It's not like she can return the time just to ask for Baekhyun's number. It's not worth it.

He never give her his phone number since he always called her with public phone nor others number. Eunchae never realized about this thing before. She never thought that this small things will be a big issues to her. She just sighs while looking at her small wrist watch that hang perfectly around her wrist. It’s almost midnight and she knows he will not appear sooner or later. Plus, people start to disappear one by one so its the best decision to go home now.

"Sorry, Baekhyun. I don’t know you will be this late." Eunchae stands up and look at the seat where she spent her whole day waiting for him. Grabbing her handbag beside her, she starts to walk to the exit entrance and ready to go home.

Fortunately, her house is not really far from the airport so she decides to take a taxi. She will pay less since the taxi will be paid by meters.

‘I’m sorry’ was the last words that escape his mouth. He never thought that those words will be this sad and miserable.

Eunchae wakes up from her sleep due to the annoying sound ringing through her house. There must be a guest coming to her house since the bell door keep ringing non-stop as if they’re teasing her for waking up late.

Groans, yawn, blinks. She rolls her eyes in annoyance as she throws her blanket that comfortably hug her body and moves her legs from the bed.

"Whoever it is, they must be crazy for coming at this hours." She mumbles when she pass her living room and discover the time on the clock. 7AM

She lazily moves her leg to the window and flip the curtain a little bit to see whoever it is coming to her house at this time. She shorten the distance between her face and the window to take a good look outside the house. No one.

Eunchae blinks her eyes for several times and rubs her eyes when she saw nothing. No one was there. She swear someone just ringing the door bell but no one was there.

Curiousness take over her as she quickly unlock the door and slide the door to the right, revealing a sun who’s going to rise up and the cold wind blow all around her. The atmosphere in the morning sure is different. The air is so fresh where no polluted at all.

"Who’s there?" She tries to raise her voice in order to make sure that whoever her guest is, he or she heard that she already open the door, ready to let them in.

Silent....

Her eyes scans around her house but she found nothing. Perhaps, a milk boy came to her house or a newspaper boy. She tries to find some evidence but today is Sunday and no one will delivery all those things. It’s holiday.

Once again, she rolls her eyes and slide the door to the left to close it.

The door won’t close when she tries to close it. It’s feel like someone was holding onto the door. She quickly turns to her right and found the male, grinning at her like he just saw an angel.

"Baekhyun?!"