After attending the class, JongKook went to his favorite spot as usual. There’s no one in the library as everyone’s still in the classroom or the cafeteria. It’s lunch time now.

JongKook’s favorite spot is a perfect place to rest his mind. It’s in the very corner of the library which covered by the bookshelf to avoid other people vision. The table was put exactly next to the big, square window with the small and colorful flower pots on it. The wind from the outside blew the curtain smoothly, making him felt at ease.

When he entered the said spot, JongKook smile disappeared when he saw a girl sleeping at the table that he always used. He standing still at his place and tried to recognize her face.

Who is she ? I don’t know her but I think she’s beautiful when she’s sleeping.

As his mind was still mesmerized by the sleeping beauty, JongKook’s body move unknowingly and sit next to her. The girl smiled in her sleep.

This smile, I think I’ve seen it somewhere before. When is it ? JongKook was holding his head, trying to find the unsure memory. Ah, I can’t remember.

JongKook kept on watching her. He can’t take his eyes off her. Eomma, how can she make me feel safe and comfortable when I just meet her ?

Then JongKook laid his head on the table and felt asleep. He’s having a dream now.

“Eomma, don’t leave me. I’ll never forgive myself if you ever leave me” begged the crying boy.

“Yah,  Kim JongKook … “ the woman cough hardly.

“Don’t say such thing to me. Live on and be happy, dear … Let me rest in peace” answered the woman that lay on the white bed, covered with the white clothes and blanket.

“I can only be happy when I’m with you, eomma”

“You’re wrong, son” She smiled brightly to the boy. “One day when the times come, you’ll meet someone new. She’ll make your world and you’ll forget me”

He reached the woman hand. He held it tightly as if he’ll never let it go.

“I’ll never forget you. Never”

“Yabuseyo”

“Ne, Gary oppa. What’s wrong ?”

“SoHee ah, did JiHyo already home ?” asked Gary.

SoHee didn’t give him the answer until he shouted “Yah Song SoHee !”

“Omo, I’m sorry” She laughed. “I don’t know oppa. I’m at the National Centre of Korean Traditional Performing Arts now”

“Oh I see. You’ve a performance today ?”

“Ne, oppa. Will you come ?” she asked.

“I would like to but I’ve class to be attend this evening” Gary glanced at his watch.

“It’s okay, I understand” She smiled bitterly. “Why don’t you call her oppa ?”

“I did but she isn’t picking up. Anyway, thanks SoHee ah. I’ll talk to you later then”

“Oppa, wait ! I need your help” shouted SoHee before Gary able to disconnect the call.

“About what ?”

“It’s about her. My