Day 15

Seunghyun was in the car—he was on his way to meet his friend, Yoochun, who flew straight to London from Paris when he heard Seunghyun was there. Together with Jaejoong and Hyunjoong, they were best friends in high school—besides Troublemakers who were good friends with them also, when his phone rang. He took the phone from his pocket then looked at the caller ID.

“Hello?” he greeted the caller. He had smile plestered on his face, while his fingers tapped the car’s handrest playfully. “SEUNGHYUN!”

“Yes, jagiya?”

“Don’t jagiya me, you fool!” Yoona groaned. Seunghyun heard her took a deep-long “You’ll be so dead when you arrive here. Stop smoking!”

“Miss me too much? This is the first time you’re calling me…”

“NOPE! I’m calling you to scold you! Not for hearing your corny, cheesy, and yucky words!!” Yoona hissed under her breath. “Stop smoking! If you don’t…”

“If I don’t, then?”

“Say goodbye to me and take your permanent leave from my life!”

Seunghyun laughed. He really couldn’t stop smoking, especially when Yoona wasn’t around. Since she figured out that he was a heavy smoker, she tried really hard to cut down his cigarette consumption. Didn’t work that well, though. He only cut down his smoking when she was around. “You're not here…” Seunghyun whined.

“Then? Have you ever think that smoking isn't good for your health? Are you really a businessman or not, Seunghyun? You should think for long time effects, not the short time effects only! And by smoking too much, means that you're not thinking the long time effect of smoking, Seunghyun.” Yoona stopped talking, but Seunghyun couldn’t stop smiling. “Really, how old are you, actually? 5? Do I need to scold you for smoking too much for zillion times? Can you please… just cut down your smoking if you can't stop smoking yet?”

“Yah, yah… jagiya, no need to scold me that much. I already know effects of smoking…” Seunghyun searched his cigarette pack in his pocket and found nothing. He made a note for himself to buy a pack later. “Why you don’t scold Siwon-hyung or Jiyong? Both of them are smokers, a heavy smokers just like me to be exact!”

“CHOI SEUNGHYUN!” Ups. Wrong move. Before, she scolded him, not angry with him. Now, she sounded angry. “I do care about you and your health. I don’t care about Siwon-oppa and Jiyong-oppa, because they already have their own women to scold them, but you? If it wasn’t me, who would scold you for smoking too much, for skipping your meal, for drinking too much? Aigoo.. You’ll be the death of me, Seunghyun.”

Seunghyun was startled at Yoona’s words. He didn’t expect her—or anyone in the world beside his family, would be so caring towards him. He smiled. “Aigoo, Yoong.”

“What?” Her voice still sounded annoyed. Seunghyun raised his eyebrow, and eventhough he knew Yoona couldn’t see his face, he still formed a smirk on his face.

“You sounds like my mom.”

“YAAAAAH! CHOI SEUNGHYUN! YOU'RE SO DEAD FOR SURE!”

Day 22

Seoul was warm and sunny. The sky was so clear and bright, flowers were blooming everywhere, birds were chirping outside, while people walks hand in hand with their partner, enjoying the warm breeze of May, the month of Spring. Yoona really like spring’s weather, because she could wear her bright and colorful clothes outside without being stared as a weirdo.

She was tidying up her apartement, when she accidentally found her old violin. She was cleaning the music room, and when she organizing the cabinet—full with music sheets, she found the violin hidden at the corner, next to the cabinet. She picked up the violin case and stared at it.

A sad smile slowly spread on her face. It has been almost 2 years since the accident—she still wrap her hand with bandages to cover her scar, and ever since then, she haven’t touch her violin again—beside one trial she had in park the day before she met Seunghyun for the first time. Yoona took a deep breath, and brought the violin case to her chest. She hugged the case while walking to the sofa and took a seat.

With a deep breath, she opened the violin case. Her violin was the same. Nothing has changed from her violin, beside a thick layer of dust that covered the violin. She picked the violin and stared at it for long time.

She reminiscing about how happy she was when she play the violin as she wiped the dust of from her violin. She wiped the violin very gently, like it was a human, not a violin. She also remembered how much she love the audience’s claps, how she love stood on the stage with her violin. How happy she was before the accident. How perfect her life when she could play her violin. About how big her passion towards violin and music. She suddenly thought about everything.

Suddenly, a beeping sound from her phone diverted her deep thoughts. Wiping her eyes from tears which was b at her eyes already, ready to fall any seconds, she looked at her phone.

It was a message from Seunghyun.

And really, when she read the message, she couldn't help but smiled and cried at the same time.

There was a photo of Big Ben at the afternoon. It was full with people like usual, but somehow, Yoona could feel Seunghyun's big passion in that photo at the first glance. The photo was bright, had orange and yellowish colour burst that blended perfectly, and the objects which stood tall and strong—the great Big Ben.

A photo I took today when I wandered around London.... alone. I wish I brought you with me since the beginning, so I won't feel this lonely.

PS : I really give photography another try. You should fulfil your promise to give playing the violin another try!

Yoong fighting!

- Seunghyun

And really, when she read the message, she couldn't help but smiled and cried at the same time. She couldn’t hold her tears anymore, so she just let them fall freely from her eyes to her cheeks.

Still in tears, Yoona picked the violin, hugged it tight, and made a promise for herself, that she'll give music another try.

She promised.

For her.

For Seunghyun also.

Day 32

"IT HAS BEEN ING 10 DAYS!" Yoona threw her spoon to