♢ Jinyoung’s POV  ♢

It was a letter from her.

I tore open the envelope quickly , my hands trembling . It had been so long since I last heard from her , I thought she had forgotten about me …..

I slipped the letter out and started reading it carefully . Tears started flowing down my face as soon as I had finished reading it.

She was lying , and I knew it. Why would she enjoy such a hard life ? She obviously wasn’t comfortable there , yet I couldn’t do anything about it , as her friend …..

And why did she think I wouldn’t remember her ? It’s not as if I could forget .

She wasn’t the only one missing things back here in Seoul .

Why was I so helpless ? Why couldn’t I help her and her father ?

I buried my face in my hands. I wanted to tell her I’d be there for her to protect her , but the problem was I couldn’t be there for her. I was in fact , far away from her. But I wanted her to know , that I was always thinking about her ….

I wasn’t that helpless five year old boy anymore , and if anything , I should try my best to reassure her and bring her back one day.

Just as I was deep in thought , my father walked into my room. I looked up , my face teary .

“ Yes , father ? “ I got up from the bed immediately. My father gave me a long hard stare before asking gruffly , “ Did that girl write to you again ? “

“ She has a name , father. And yes , she did write to me . “ I answered stiffly. My father and I weren’t on very good terms , and I wanted to avoid his questioning as much as possible.

“ How many times have I told you , to just FORGET about her ? She’s nothing , anymore. She may have been a friend last time , but now she’s left for good . I know you like her , but a rich boy shouldn’t have anything to do with such a low-class girl . “

He continued , “ It’s not good for you . There are many other prettier girls than her , and it’s not like she will ever come back to Seoul anyway . “

I willed myself not to cry at his words . Quietly , I said , “ Father , if she dosen’t come back , I will go there to look for her. She isn’t a low-classed girl , father. And I can’t forget about her , just because you asked me to. “

I earned a burning hard slap across my face and I could see the fury in my father’s eyes. “ You will do as you are told. It’s already been so long , give up your silly desire of ever seeing her again ! “ He shouted angrily.

I remained silent , but I knew that even if I were to be tortured by anyone , I would never forget an angel’s smiling face .