It was that day, that unfortunate day when I realized it. It was the day where I finally realized what I was feeling. It was also the day where he told me he was moving. 

We were in the park that day, Children's Grand Park to be exact. We were right outside the play area, by the trees and on the grass. I still remember it so clearly, so vividly like it had happened just yesterday.

He didn't answer for a long time. He just pulled my wrist and I remembered him pulling me towards him, and we were sitting side by side, watching the other kids play in the playground and watching the clouds turn pink as the sun was setting. I looked at him, and when I did, I couldn't help but feel my stomach churn in a good way. My heart was fluttering, and I could feel 'butterflies' in my stomach as I looked at Jongdae, my long time best friend, my partner in crime. . . my first love. 

"We're moving to another district, we're moving out of Buam-dong area," he told me, and I don't even want to remember how shocked I was and how broken I really felt. 

Funny, how we kept our promise. We did remember each other, but we just didn't talk to one another after he moved. Until this morning, where we exchanged more than just a simple 'hi'. 

I never imagined myself in a stuffy internet cafe with Jongdae. Never did I even imagine that we would even talk to each other before we graduated. But, of course, leave it to fate for my expectations to be wrong. 

"Hm, it says here that it's also called 'Flower Paradise'," he said outloud for me to write it down. 

I smiled and nodded. "Mhm," I mumbled. 

"And it's in Gyeonggi-do . . .? Huh, that's pretty far." he commented. 

"Mhm, it is," I answer unconsciously, I didn't even realize what I was saying until he laughed and shook his head at me. "Ah, mi-mian," 

"Aniyo!" he said, still laughing a little. "What are you saying sorry for, huh? No need to apologize for anything, Sunhee," 

I blushed even more from embarrassment and I hid my cheeks as I pulled up my scarf. Thank goodness it wasn't that warm in the internet cafe, and I had an excuse as to why I was still wearing my scarf. 

"Let's-let's just finish this," I said, trying to change the topic. 

Jongdae nodded, his face turned serious when we started writing down important details and facts about our topic. It was the 'The Garden of Morning Calm', the place I've always dreamed to go to. That place is my flowery heaven, and I just hope I can go there one day. I hope I can visit t one day.

When I was young, I heard about it from my grandmother. Ever since then, I was so intrigued by the idea of 'flower paradise' that I started obsessing over flowers and plants. I saved up money for a trip to go there when I was 8. Heck, even Jongdae helped me in saving. 

I hope he remembers about it. I hope he remembers about us, what we had and what we shared. I hope he remembers me . . . being best friends with him. 

I sighed and leaned back against the comfy chair. I stretched my arms a little bit and sighed again. We were finally finished, we had everything we needed and every detail we wanted was written down on my notebook. 

"I can write it, and you can present it in front on Thursday," I suggested to him as I kept my things and placed it inside my bag. 

"That doesn't sound right," 

I stopped mid-way at putting my pencil case in, I dropped my hand along with my shoulders and frowned. "But-but, I-I promise I'll give you credit! I'm not going to take all the points," 

He shook his head. "You can write most of it, I can write the last part. You can give it to me by Wednesday, you know," he smiled small, his eyes squinting and smiling along. 

"I-" I was really surprised. Even when we were young, Jongdae wasn't really the one to do homework. He just liked to sleep, be lazy and rest. The three things are kind of the same, but that's what he liked to do best when we were young. Was it possible he already changed his ways? 

He pushed me by the shoulders in a playful manner. "Come on, Sunnie," 

I cringed. Sunnie, his nickname for me. But, inside, I was smiling when he called me that again. Like I said, I haven't heard it from him in a long time. 

I managed to smile a little, just for him. "Al-alright, but, I'll tell you what to write when I give the paper to you, arasso?" 

Jongdae smiled and nodded. "Joh-ayo. Can we go now?" 

I nodded. "Ne, let's . . ." my voice trailed off as I backpacked my bag. I wasn't really eager to go yet, I was a bit disappointed, because I wanted to talk to him more.