A few more school weeks passed and soon, the holidays came.

Monday morning; you woke up to the sound of your phone ringing. * Who dares disturb my- * " Mum! " You said to yourself when you saw the Caller ID. Without hesitation, you answered the call.

" Hyunjin! " She cooed.

" Oh, mum. I've missed you so much. " You said.

" I miss you too baby. What were you doing? "

" Your call actually woke me up, " You laughed, " But it's alright. "

" Sorry, I keep on forgetting about the time-difference. Anyway, how are you? " She asked affectionately.

" It's been great, mum. I got an A* on my first dance test! " You beamed.

" Congratulations, dear. Is it the holidays yet? " She asked.

" Yup! Today's the first day. "

" Hyunjin, when are you- "

Knock knock. 

There was a knock on the door. You turned your head and watched it open, revealing a smiling Baekhyun. You smile to him and mouthed while pointing at the phone, " Umma. " He nodded and waited patiently, taking a sit on your bed.

" Mum, Baekhyun's here. I need to go. "

You heard her let out a soft sigh, " Alright. Tell him I said hi. "

You turned to Baekhyun, " Umma says hi. " He lightly laughed, " Imo, annyeong! " He said loudly, closer to the phone.

" I'll call you later, mum. "

" Take care baby. " She said and put down the phone. You put your phone on your desk and turned to Baekhyun.

" Yes? " You asked him. " Let's go out. " He said with a huge smile on his face. Your mouth hung, " What? No! I wanna sleep. " You pouted, taking a pillow and covering your face with it.

" C'mon Hyunjin! It's the first day of the holidays! And besides, I've not been spending much time with you. "  

* Because you've been spending all your time with Juhyun. * You sighed. Baekhyun wouldn't stop bugging you. He started tickling your feet and sides. Containing your laughter was hard, so you gave in at the end. " Yes! " He pumped his fist in the air.

You shooed him out and asked him to wait downstairs while you took a shower and got into new clothing. After taking a cold shower, you pull on a pair of jeans and a floral singlet tucked in. You let your hair flow down your back. You grabbed your bag, threw your wallet and phone inside, and went downstairs.

Baekhyun was already at the bottom of the stairs waiting for you. He eyed you from head to toe then looked into your eyes, " You look cute. " You rolled your eyes and just walk past him.

" So where are we going? " You ask as you walk out the door. Baekhyun caught up with you, " Where do you wanna go? " You turn to him with mouth ajar, you smacked his chest. " You wanted to bring me out! " He lightly chuckled,
" Chill, Hyunjin. Of course I know where we're going, " He opened his car door for you. You gave him a look before going in.

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Baekhyun drove at a constant speed and soon the both of you arrive at a.... house. Baekhyun turned off the engine and unbuckled his seat belt. You looked at him with a nervous smile, " Um, Baekhyun.. " You took a glance at the house. " Whose house is this? "

" My parents. "

You froze; eyes widened as you swallowed your saliva. You took another glance at the house. * Parents? * You didn't even realize that Baekhyun had opened your door for you. You took a nervous step out of the car, eyes still on the house. It was a two-leveled bungalow painted fully white with glass windows.

Baekhyun took small steps and you followed him along-side. He realized how stiff you were. " Hey, " He took your hand in his and gave it a tight squeeze. " Relax, it's gonna be alright. They're just my parents. You've met them before anyway, " He joked.

Taking that as encouragement, you nodded with a soft smile. Baekhyun opened the doors to his house, leading you inside, hands still locked together.

" Umma, appa! " Baekhyun called out. " In the kitchen, dear! " You heard his mum shout back. Baekhyun walked into the kitchen with you besidehim. The smell of tofu and potato lingered in the air. When you entered the kitchen, Mrs Byun was busy cooking.

Baekhyun let go of your hand and crept up to his mum. Then slowly, he put his arms around her waist.

" Oh, Baekhyun! " She jumped back and hit his arm, " Don't do that! " Baekhyun laughed, " Oops~ Sorry! " Mrs Byun turned around and met eyes with you. Her expression turned soft and a smile formed on her lips. You couldn't help but smile back at her.

" Hyunjin? " She said softly. You nodded your head. " Aigoo, come here! " Mrs Byun opened her arms. You took steps closer and gave her a hug. " You've grown up to be so pretty, Hyunjin-ah. " Mrs Byun tapped your head lightly. You laughed, " Ah, kamsahamnida... Imo? " Unsure of what to call her.

She laughed, " You can call me umma if you'd like. " You nodded. " Baekhyun will show you around while I finish cooking breakfast, " " Oh, do you need any help? " You asked.

Baekhyun pulled you away even before she could open .

" Ya, Byun Baekhyun! " You squirmed. He ignored you and brought you upstairs to his room. It was about the same size as yours, only thing was that his only color shades were of black and white. Baehyun threw his wallet and phone onto his bed. You were about to do the same, but something caught your eye.

* No way... * You thought to yourself as you walked towards the framed photos on his table. They were old looking and some of the edges were even torn, but you were surprised that Baekhyun had kept them throughout those years. " That's us? " You asked him, even though already knowing. He gave you a small nod with a smile.

You picked the frame up and examined the photo closer. The both of you were at a playground in a park; you couldn't have been older than 7 years old. The photo showed that the both of you were seated on slides that were next to each other with your fingers intertwined. You couldn't help but smile.

" Why'd you keep these? " You asked, walking towards his bed. You sat on the edge, photo still in your hands.

" Because I never lost faith. " He said simply.

* Throughout those years when I was alone, suffering, I never lost hope and faith about meeting you once again, Hyunjin. I never. *