Mikyu's POV

Life is boring without lollipop in paris.

Although he calls me every night, text me every hour, I still feel empty.

I am riding my pink bicycle back home.

It has been a year since I came to Paris to further my studies.

Lollipop is too busy to come visit me.

He is currently working at my father's company, preparing to be the next successor.

Hais.

How I wish he was here...

I locked my bicycle at the gate of my house. Getting the keys out, I opened the door. Surprisingly, the door was not locked.

I could smell food, korean food...

Who is in my house?

I got an umbrella and got into self defence mood.

Someone was cooking in my kitchen.

I spotted the pink hair.

Only one guy in the world would have pink hair.

LOLLIPOP!!!

"Oh, Jagiya! You're back! Miss me? " He opened his arms and I immediately ran into it..

I miss this.