Homecoming
Yuri’s POV
Mwo? He wants to sit with me? Why? What should I do… GOD relax…how? he is soooo cute.
He is sitting. Calm down. Oh, Tiffany looks not very happy. I understand her . Omo, is she already falling asleep. This girl, she just woke up, the lesson didn’t even started.
- Hi, I’m Nickhun. Moved from USA. Please help me with Korean.
- Yuri. Your speaking is well. What if you will have to teach me.
- You flatter me.
, I guess I blushed. Did he noticed. Of course he did, I’m in the same color with tomato. So embarrassing.

Tiffany’s POV
I have a dream. Jiyong stay write in front of me. On step separate us. I don’t see his face, but I knew that it’s him. He passed the step. Eyes hazed with tears.
- You cry? Why?
- Because I missed you.
He touched my face lovingly.
- I’m sorry. Be strong.
- Stay with me…
- If I could…
And than some fast actions because of what I woke up. I sat at class. Class was empty. Yuri helped to new student with books, so I went to my bench. By that way remembered one event…

10 years ago.
- Are you sure that it’s right way?
- Of course I do. I never wrong.
- We should call your mom with us.
- Are you kidding? Did you see how she nurse me. Like a baby. If she went with us she wouldn1t let me ride on merry-go-round.
- Oppa, are you here?
- Who are you?
- I study with you in the same class, don’t you remember me?
- What the hell do I need it for?
- Oppa, will you come to my birthday?
- NO!
- Please!
- Ok, than promise me not to begin without me, ok?
- Ok
- Will you go?
- No
- Then why did you lie now? She will wait for you
- Who cares? She won’t be angry at me.
- How do you know?
- Because nobody does. Everybody likes my cute face and never say something against me.
- That’s why you’re so rude…


When I came there I saw some body was stayed with his back to me. I remembered my dream. In a second “he came back” flash in my mind. I ran and turned him and … no, it’s not him
- Yah, what’s come over you. I knew that you are mad.
Where did I see him?
- You! You set me up. And get away from here, this is my bench.
- Nope, it’s mine. You didn’t buy it.
- I came earlier than you.
- Wrong, it’s mine since 6 years old. I lived here ten years ago.
- You lie, because I know whose was it ten years ago and he….he..
- What?! He What?
- What did you say your name is?
- KWON JIYONG
- Jiyong, you comeback.
- What?
- It’s me Tiffany. Don’t you remember me?
- Tiffany? Tiffany. Tiffany! Oh you grew up.
- Just like you. You came back.
- Yeah, ten years. Everything changed.
He changed a lot. He become too… far. His face was serious. He didn’t even smile.
- So you occupied my bench.
- No, I mean yes but…
What he talking about…bench? Did bench wait him for ten years? I did. I was afraid to cry for all this time? Rearranged her flowers, to watch them together when he will come back. And…eyes begin to haze with tears. And I cried. He gave me a puzzled look.
- Why…why do you cry…I. did something wrong?
And I said. I said him everything that was in my heart. I didn’t look at him. I just looked at the ground and say everything. Suddenly I felt like strong hands hugged me.
- Don’t cry, be strong.
- Stop say that. I don’t want to be strong, I’m fed up to be strong…I ..I stay with me.
- Of course, You are my best friend.
- Finely remembered…
- You didn’t changed. The same crybaby.
- No I’m not. I cry very rare.
- Yeah right…
- No really
I’m happy. Like wasn’t for a long time.