Young Bae's POV

The euphoria I'm feeling is still with me the next day. As i ate lunch, in my mind i'm already planning for our next date.

Our maid surprised me by placing something white in front of me on the table.

"What's this?" i asked.

"It was left in our mailbox but it only has your name on it. It looks personally delivered, must be a love letter." she answered then left me staring at it.

I smiled while openning it, hoping it came from her; It is.

My smile started fading as I red the letter.

after a few  more seconds...

I stood up and ran, not even bothering to pick up the chair that toppled over.

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I stopped, panting as I stood in fron of her house.

The door, as I turned the knob is left open. I walked in and looked around.

Traces of people who lived there are gone.

I dropped to the floor in a kneeling position as I felt tears start to fall out my eyes.

And then i noticed i'm already crushing the only thing she left me beside the memories.

Her letter...

I slowly straightened it out and started reading again...hoping , that I red it wrong somehow.

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Dear Young Bae,

                   Hi! I know you're wondering why i wrote to you. What could i possibly write here that I can't say to you face to face? Firstly... Thank you...

                 For being a good friend when I transferred. Even when we weren't talking at the beginning, your presence was enough to make me feel welcomed.

                    For being my knight in shinning armor. Always around when I felt helpless and alone.

                   For continuing to care even when I started avoiding you. (sorry about that.)

                 For the last two days that is so perfect - that makes me hope that what i'll say here isn't really going to happen. The reason why I'm being a coward and decided to just write you.

                 I'm moving again.

My life is completely different than yours. A lot has changed since I started living with my Uncle. Six months from now, even I doin't know where I'll be. I don't want to be a burden to the people I care about anymore - worrying where I am, what I'm doing, when they'll see me again.

I'm sorry for being selfish for the past two days. I know you're hurting now because of it. i won't even blame you if you'll resent those last two days, but for me, i'll always terasure those memories. - I don't know when i'll be able to have any of those again.

Mianhe... I'm wishing you'll find your happiness, and I hope, if ever we do meet again, you'll be able to smile at me again.

Goodbye...

Sandara  

-- oo--      

She's really gone.

I stood up and walked out the door.

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JAEJOONG'S POV

I know I screwed up... not taking care of myself and ending up hospitalized.

I looked out the window.

Sandara must have been worried about me when she found out. Mom said she called. I have this thought that maybe she'll surprise me and will appear here... wishful thinking.

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