Luhan's POV

Finally back in the country I was born in. South Korea.

It felt odd to be standing here, in the main airport of Seoul, while waiting for my ride. I’m just glad I’m not alone and that their families had agreed for them to come home at the same time I did too. Them, as in half of my best friends, EXO-M. They, too, have been attending school in China because, like my parents, their parents made them go, to not lose their own heritage. Except for Chen and Xiumin, who are originally Koreans and just wanted to go for fun.

“It feels great to be back, doesn’t it?” Tao slung an arm around my shoulder, putting weight against me as he looked out into the crowd with a huge grin plastered on his face.

I couldn’t help but grin too. It did feel good to be back. I would only get to visit once every two years, which was a pain at first, but as I grew, it didn’t bother me much anymore.

Now, now is different. Now, I’m back for good. No more visits, because I officially live here again, not that I’m too happy about. I do miss old friends in China too, but this is my home land. This was where I grew up.

“Oh, hyung! They’re over there!” I heard a familiar voice yell from a distant. It’s been such a long time since I've heard that voice.

With all the crowded strangers, I could still make out the figures of them, EXO-K, as they neared me and the rest of EXO-M.  Each and every one of us had on that smile of greatness and freedom, as if we had finally been released from tons of years in prison.

Sehun attacked me with a hug as so did the others. The rest of EXO-M joined in on the hug as well as we all formed a huge hug bundle, laughing and patting each other’s back. This happy feeling you get when you finally receive that lost treasure of yours again. It felt tremendously amazing.

Kris and Suho pulled back from the hug and both put their hand out in front of them, Suho’s on top of Kris’. Seeing this, we all did the same as we bundled up each of our hands on top of each other.

“We finally reunite again,” Kris grinned, looking to each and every one of our eyes. “We’re finally complete again.”

Suho crooked a friendly smile, continuing the mini speech, “Both EXO-K and EXO-M, who have been friends since birth, let’s catch up on each other again. One, two, three!”

“WE ARE ONE!” we all shouted, shooting our hands up grinning and laughing of joyness together.

It’s this feeling you get when it feels like you had won everything you’ve ever wanted. The feeling of being wanted, being loved. The feeling when you know you will always have someone there for you. That feeling that tells you that you will never be alone. This feeling is the feeling of right now. Not having to have to be separated anymore. The feeling of great freedom. This is the feeling that describes us. EXO. We are and will forever be one.

Soyoung’s POV

“Namjaga saranghal ttaeen kkok hangsan --" my arm s its way up in one quick motion, slamming my hand down on the ‘snooze’ button muting my alarm clock.

“5 more minutes,” I mumbled, taking  my arm back inside the blanket getting comfy in my bed again.

It wasn’t even five minutes before someone barged into the room, yanking off the blanket. “Lazy , get your out of bed! It’s the last day of school. You should be full of energy!”

I snickered before sitting up, giving him a death glare. “Park Kyung,” I whispered due to the tiredness. “You are so dead once I’m done washing up.”

He shrugged, “At least you’re up.” He ruffled my bed hair before retreating downstairs again. I sighed, not content with the fact that I didn’t get enough sleep … AGAIN.

“Mom, dad,” I shouted, a whole 180 degree change of myself from 15 minutes ago when Kyung woke me up, “I’m leaving for school!” I grabbed my shoes, slipping them on as I leaned onto Zico for support, like always.

It was always like this. Zico and Kyung would come to  my place early in the morning, knowing that their job was to wake up me, lazy bum or so they say, because they knew from the beginning that the INFINITE alarm was useless. It was useless from the beginning when Zico first saw me eyeing it in the mall two years ago. Like this, we, the trio, always left for school together, unless it was Zico or Kyung that woke up late.

“Already?” my mom shrieked from the kitchen as she came out to the living room where she saw the door opened and Kyung holding the door open, waiting for Zico and I. “Don’t you guys want some breakfast?” She brought her left arm up, checking the time on her watch before looking up. “You guys still have plenty of time before school starts! Why not have breakfast first? I already cooked some eggs and bacon for you all.”

Zico playfully pushed me off of him, seeing that I was leaning on him on purpose because I was already done putting my shoes on. I didn’t really care anyways. I had meant to lean on him like that. He smiled at my mom and rejected politely, “It’s okay, Mrs. Kim. Kyung amd I already ate before coming here.”

“Park Kyung has gotten his daily nutrient!” he saluted, chuckling. “Thanks though, Mrs. Kim. As for this kid,” he reached for me, swinging an arm around my shoulders, “She can try to lose some weight, right?” He nudged me, who pouted. Not cool, Park Kyung. Not cool at all.

I twisted out of Kyung’s grasp. “Meanie, go die somewhere else,” I glared at Kyung before turning to my loveable mother, who was laughing at our child-like behavior. “Thanks, mom, but I don’t want to eat breakfast today. After all, I can eat as much I as I want when I come home from school and I won’t ever have to wake up early in the morning for school anymore!”

“Aigoo, you high schoolers are really growing up fast, huh? Today’s already the last day for you all,” Mrs. Kim said.

“Don’t call me a high schooler anymore,” I rolled her eyes in such a playful way. “Come on, I’m a freaking graduate by the end of today!”

“A freaking graduate that’s going to be late for school if you talk any longer.” Zico ruffled my hair, earning himself a glare from myself, who was trying to put my hair back into place. I swear, these guys can give anyone a bad hair day, any day.  Zico turned to the elder, “Then we’re going to go now, Mrs. Kim. Thanks for your sincerity. I appreciate it.”

We all bowed and left the house, entering the world of sunshine, setting foot into the warmness that the sun provided early in the morning.

Today is definitely the day. It is today that I will leave high school. The day that finally marks ‘done with school’ on my Infinite calendar. It is the day that I will finally be proud of why I’ve been wasting my time on education for the past 13 years, and of course, one year counts kindergarten.

The stop lights turned green on the other side, signaling us to stop and wait. Kyung, who hadn’t seen this, stepped onto the street.

Today is the day, that I, Kim Soyoung, will officially become a high school graduate. Today is the day that I can freely enjoy what I want to do in life.

Zico quickly yanked Kyung back as I snickered, “It clearly shows us the orange hand which tells us to wait and not walk yet, Kyucumber.”

Today is the day that I will probably enjoy the most in all of my years in school.

“Common sense, dummy.” I rolled my eyes, earning a glare from Kyung.

Today is the day that I, Kim Soyoung, will work harder than before to reach my dreams of becoming an artist. Today is the day that I-

“Why are you still standing there?” Zico nudged me, bringing me out of my educational thoughts.

“Huh?” I was confused. What did he mean?

“It clearly shows us the green walking person which tells us that we can cross the street.” It was Kyung’s turn to roll his eyes.

…Sometimes, I really wish I could control Zico and make him beat the living hell out of Kyung, instead of always having Zico laugh at our comebacks. Tsk tsk tsk, Woo Jiho. You’re SO much help.

He, the one and only Park Kyucumber, smirked playfully, mimicking me,

“Common sense, dummy.”