Jiyoung's POV:

" Jiji?!"

Minwoo's stare pierced right through me and I couldn't breathe.
Suddenly, his features started to alter, turning into the image of a familiar young boy, expression happy and enthusiastic, small hands reaching out to hold mine. 
There was only one person in the entire world who had ever called me Jiji.
Could this really be HIM?
After all these years?
How did I not recognize him?

" Minmin?" I ask softly.

I can feel everybody else watching us.
Next thing I know, I wrapped in a pair of warm, familiar arms.

" Jiji? Is it really you?" Minwoo whispers into my ear.

I nod.
I feel something wet slide down my cheek.
I'm crying!
I never cry!
I turn my head away to hide my tears but he just turns my head to face him and wipes them with his thumb.
Just like he did when we were kids.
I can't take it anymore.
I wrap my arms around him, bury my head into his chest, and cry freely.
All the emotions from the past seven years are released from inside me.
I feel something wet land on the top of my head.
I look up to see he's crying as well.
He smiles down at me.
The way he acts and the way he looks at me is so natural and familiar....
He hasn't changed at all.

" Ahem....." someone clears their throat.

I turn to the source.
Minjung!
Typical....
Subin is looking at us with wide eyes.
Well, everybody in the room is looking at us weirdly.
Minwoo and I break apart (reluctantly).
The air in the room is so awkward it's suffocating.

" I guess we have some explaining to do," I say.

" Well, ya!" MInjung squeals. " How do you know No Minwoo?!"

Minwoo looks down at me.

" It's a long story."

Minwoo's POV:

Seven years.
That's how long I have been waiting to see this girl again.
Jiyoung and I have been together since birth.
Her parents and my parents were best friends.
We lived happily in Canada for eight years.
Then, one day, all that happiness went away.
Jiyoung's father was killed in a hit and run.
She, her mother, and her brother moved away soon after that.
My parents never told me wher they went.
I was heartbroken.
Jiyoung was my best friend.
And my first crush.
We moved to Korea about a year after Jiyoung moved away.
I thought about her everyday.
I assumed I'd never see her again.
Until today.
The minute she fell out of that vent, there was a sense of familiarity between us.
The way she walks.
Her quiet nature.
Even the way she sits was familiar.
What helped me rocognize her was a bracelet she wore around her wrist.
I made that bracelet for her when we were six years old.
She told me that it was the most beautiful thing she had ever seen and that she would never take it off.
She also told me she loved me.
I can still remember it.

" Minmin," Jiyoung shakes my arm gently.

I look at her.
I still can't believe she here, with me, just like it was seven years ago. 
In some ways, she still looks the same as she did when we were little, but there's a difference as well. 
She looks less vulnerable, stronger, and more mature. 
Plus....she's even more beautiful. 

" What's wrong, Jiji?" I ask her. 

She smiles at me and wraps her arm around my waist.

" Nothing. You were just staring at me weirdly," she answers.

I grimace.
I guess I have to be more subtle when I look at her.

" Sorry Jiji," I say," I am just happy you're here, with me."

Her grip around me tightens and I plant a small kiss on the top of her head.

" Soooo..........." Minjung says, ruining the moment....again.

" He's the Minmin?" Subin asks, still amazed.

I feel Jiyoung nod.
Subin looks up at me.

" You know, Jiyoung talks about you almost everyday," she informs me." Every little thing we do reminded her of you."

I look down at Jiyoung.
She's blushing so hard she looks like a firetruck!

" Jiyoung, you have no reason to blush," Donghyun says." Minwoo talks non-stop about you, whether we are listening or not."

I look away so she doesn't see me blush.
I feel her chuckle beside me.
It's been a long time since I've heard her laugh.
Her laughter is like music to my ears.

" Hello..." a hand waves infront of my face.

I look at Jiyoung, who gives me a mock disapproving look.

I smile down at her again.
She smiles back.
It feels just like it's just the two of us in the room, not nine of us.

" Awwww..." Minjung squeals.

I sigh and shake my head, breaking away from Jiyoung's gaze.
Silence fills the room.
Then a knock echoes through the air.
The door swings open revealing....

Hey everybody!!!
It's asian_ninja937!!!
Sorry for the late update but don't worry, we'll be DOUBLE UPDATING on APRIL 24!!!!!
The Jo Twins are turning 17!!!

In the next chapter you'll see who's behind the door, but for now....

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