--6:00 PM --
Watching my best friend walk towards the plane that will be soon taking him back to his family, I'm suddenly determined to finally tell him how I feel. "Kibum!" I yell from the other side of the metal detectors, as he stops and turns to look at me.
"What Jong?" he huffs quietly, not wanting to bring attention to himself.
But as soon as he looks at me all my determination disappears, "Um... Have a safe trip!" I say instead, then wave like an idiot.
To which he just rolls his eyes and turns back around, waving a hand in the air as he continues forward. I count each step he takes, taking in all the beauty I won't get to see for the next few weeks, as he slowly disappears into the crowd. Knowing it's time for me to go I shove my hands in my pockets and  turn to leave, suddenly feeling a sense of uneasiness as I walk out the doors. Running my hands through my hair I try to calm my nerves, "He'll be back in no time Jong, you can tell him when he comes home, there's nothing to worry about." I think as I get in my car and head for home, but something still bothering me. I can't figure out what it is, but it's there in the back of my mind, wanting to be heard.

WARNING:  Possible character death (haven't decided yet)

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