Jessica’s

            Another 3 months passed by. Nothing had change. I hadn’t communicated with Yuri for 6 months, SIX WHOLE MONTHS! But yet she’s still on my mind. Yoona hadn’t given up on trying to set a date for me with random people. Going on a date made me forgot about Yuri just for a few hours. It was fun, but when I went back home and being by myself again, her memories started to fill my mind.

            I was sitting in the living room couch with my laptop on my lap. It was only 10 in the evening, but somehow I felt sleepy already. I just finished my assignment for tomorrow and contemplating to stalk my ex-girlfriend. Just when I was about to open the browser, someone on the chat list was online. It was not Yuri, but it was Hyomin. I miss my old housemate! So I started chatting with her:

            Me: Hi there, Ms. CEO-in-training!

            Hyomin: Well well, hello Ms. I’m-getting-my-master-degree-abroad!

            Me: Hahahahaha! That’s a long nickname. Why are you online? Isn’t it like 6 in the morning there?

            Hyomin: Can’t sleep -___- I’m no longer an intern in the company starting today. I’m officially an employee now. Nervous and excited

            Me: Oooh! Good luck, Hyominnie! No need to be nervous, you’ll do great :D

            Hyomin: Thanks, Sica-ah :) how are you over there?

            Me: My academic life is okay. My personal life :(

            Hyomin: Why is that? Missing me too much? *smirk*

            Me: Well I do miss my girls very much! *smooch* but I miss one particular girl very very very very very very much :(   

            Hyomin: Aaawwwh, I miss you very much too *smooch* you still can’t forget her? No American girl can replace her?    

            Me: No American, Mexican, Asian, or other girl from any other race can replace her, Hyomin-ah. 

            Hyomin: Somebody can and somebody will, Sica-ah.

            Me: *sigh* I don’t know. I want to and I need to move on. But it’s so damn hard!

            Hyomin: You just need time *hug*

            Me: *hug* I think it’ll take years or even decades to do so.

            Hyomin: Well.... honestly I want you to move on too. But.... if its meant to be, then it will be, if not then its time to move on. You’re the only one who can decide that, Sica-ah.     

            Me: *sigh* I know.......

            Hyomin: Oh crap! Look at the time! I need to get ready! Talk to you later, okay?

            Me: Okaaay~

            When I ended the chat, Yoona came out from her room and sat beside me.

            “What you doing, roomie?” she grabbed the remote control and the TV.

            I heaved a sigh and repeating the words that Hyomin just said in my head, ‘If it’s meant to be, then it will be, if not then its time to move on.’ Were Yuri and I meant to be? Well even if we’re not, I didn’t think I’m willing to move on yet.

            I started to open Yuri’s Instagram account. Hearing no reply from me, Yoona looked at the screen of my laptop.

            “Stalking again?” she sneered.

            “Shut up. It’s my guilty pleasure.” I said back sulkily.

            “Someone’s grouchy.” She teases again. I just stuck my tongue out to her.

            When the page finished loading, the first picture I saw was her with a guy. It was the first picture of her with a guy. The same guy in a lot of her pictures. But this time there’s only the two of them in the picture. They’re not holding hands or hugging each other. They just posed and smiled. But that smile. She’s so happy. It must be because of him, right? My chest got tight, my eyes started to blur, my head started to ache. She moved on from me and yet, here I was still clutching on every memory of her.

            “Hey, you okay?” Yoona asked worriedly.

            I closed my laptop, “I...I’m going to sleep now. Good night.” I stood up and went to my bedroom. I locked the door, put my laptop on my desk and finally curl myself in a fetal position on my bed. I let my tears out silently.

            Maybe it’s time. It’s time for me to move on.

Yuri’s

            CLICK!

            “Wow! The quality of the camera in your new cell phone is great, Yul! I should buy a cell phone like this.” Taewoo was holding my new cell phone and looking quite amused at the screen.

            “Told you I picked the right cell phone.” I said smugly. I was hanging out in his house and currently, we’re sitting on the living room, waiting for his wife to finished cooking dinner.

            He was still holding my cell phone and doing something.

            “Oppa, what are you doing?”

            “Uploading the photo on your Instagram account.” He answered cheekily.

            “Huh? Why did you do that?”

            “So people will know you have a handsome friend in Japan.” He answered jokingly and handed back my cell phone.

            I rolled my eyes at him.

            Suddenly, his wife called him from the kitchen, “Honey, I need your help!”

            “Be right there!” He stood up, “Make yourself at home, okay?”

            I nodded and smiled at him as he left to the kitchen.

            I was fiddling with my cell phone. I opened up the photo gallery and there were only 2 pictures. A picture of myself that I took when the first time I bought the cell phone and the other one was the picture of me and Taewoo that we took a moment ago. I purposely bought a new cell phone so I wouldn’t have her picture to look at every time. This was my way to move on. My way to forgot about her. I hadn’t communicated with her since graduation day and I restricted myself from checking her social media’s page.

            But any of my ways to forget her seemed to be useless because I still couldn’t forget her. Every contour of her face still imprinted deeply in my memory.

            I missed her. I wanted to know how she is. I wanted to see her. Maybe just this one time wouldn’t hurt, right? So I started to open her social media account.

            There were a lot of pictures of her and her friends in the State. She was still the same girl I fell in love with. I smiled to myself seeing how happy she was. My smile faded as I click the next button. She took a lot of picture with this girl. The last picture, indicating the most recent picture that she uploaded, was her with that same particular girl.

            I felt uneasy about this. Who the hell was she? As I looked more into the picture, I could see that they took the photo on a bed. SERIOUSLY, who the hell was this girl?! Their clothes were still intact on their bodies and there’s nothing obscene about it, but I couldn’t wonder were they lovers?

            I felt my heart thumped loudly. She had found someone else, huh? I wanted her to be happy. Then why I felt sad that she finally found it with someone else?

            “Yuri-ah! Dinner’s ready!” Taewoo’s shout brought me back to my senses. I suppressed whatever feeling it was on my heart and inhaled deeply before I went to the kitchen.

            I tried my best not to think about Jessica all through dinner. I didn’t want to worry Taewoo and his wife. Right after dinner, I said thank you and told them I was not feeling well. 

            “Oh, are you okay? You want medicine?” Taewoo’s wife asked worriedly.

            “No, it’s okay. I just need to rest at home. I really thank you for dinner and everything.” I tried to give them the best smile I could muster.

            “You sure? Do you want me to drive you home?”

             “No, no. Both of you had done so much for me. I’ll be just fine.” I stood up and headed to the door. I hugged both of them before I went home.

            As soon I reached my apartment, I slumped down on the floor. Feeling something burnt on my chest. I shouldn’t feel like this. I was the one who told her to find someone else. I should’ve been happy that she did find someone else. I clutched my chest tightly. I wanted to rip the pain away from me. 

            All of a sudden, my cell phone rang. I looked at the caller ID and it was my mom. I felt immediate calm and picked it up.

            “Yuri-ah! Hello, dear.”

            “Hi mom.”

            “What did you do this whole day?” My relationship with my mom was marvelous now. She’s changing entirely for the better. 

            “I hang out with Taewoo Oppa and his wife. They invited me for dinner and I just got back now. You remember Taewoo Oppa, right mom? I told you about him last time we spoke.”

            “Yes, I do remember him. It’s so nice of him to do that. Please send my regard to him next time you meet him, okay?”

            “Sure mom, I’ll tell him that tomorrow at the office. How’s everything back at home, mom?”

            She didn’t answer me for some time and finally said, “Can you take a leave and come home, Yuri-ah?”

            I hesitated a little before asking her, “What’s going on, mom?”

            I started to feel uneasy again for a whole different reason now.

            She inhaled deeply before she answered me, “I’m at the hospital right now. I’m sick, Yuri-ah.”              

            I didn’t think twice before I grabbed everything I need and went to the airport.