Thousands of miles away from my hometown, finally I was heading home. I had left the country that I loved and grown to a faraway land to study. I had been away for 5 years. To me, it was the longest time i ever had. I missed my home and I missed him. But before i went oversea, i decided to let him go. I would be selfish to ask him to wait for me, he always wanted to give up his career and followed me. But he was doing great at his career and pending for a promotion while his parents were old. If he went with me, he also had to leave everything behind. So a few weeks before departure, i decided to tell him that i was going alone without him and asked him not to wait for me. I cut myself off from him totally despite i knew that he did looked for me several times before i flew to the foreign land. I felt the heartache and pain, but i knew i had to make the choice, I could not make him sacrifice for me.

All these years, I was wondering how was he and how was he getting on. But I decided to cut off any connection with him. My only wish was he would forget me and be happy.

It was my best friend's wedding. Being the closest friend, I helped her throughout the wedding. 

"Jihyo ah " she looked at me. "Did you look up for Gary oppa?" 

I kept quiet and lightly shake my head. 

"But you had been back for almost 6 months" seeing that I was unwilling to talk about it, she stopped that conversion.

I missed him,but after leaving for 5 years, I coul