{Normal POV}

The rays of the sun beamed down your face, causing you to wake up from your sleep. You rubbed your eyes and glance on your clock with a small calendar, May 13. You pouted as flashback rewinds into your mind. You shook your head and decided to take a morning bath.

After taking a bath, you took a black dress along with your simple white slipped on with small patches of diamonds-- real diamonds. You tied your hair into a fishtail braid and walk downstairs to eat breakfast.

As usual, your parents are there downstairs, wearing black. Today is the death anniversary of your brother. You kissed your parents on their cheeks and eat some toast with butter.

After eating your breakfast, your father asked your chauffer to drive to the floral shop then to the cementery. You bought your own bouquet of flowers for your brother and your parents bought a basket of roses.

After buying all the things you needed, your chauffer drive to the cementery. You put on your shades so that your parents won't notice you that tears are already triggering down your cheeks.

You stopped infront of the tomb of your brother. You dropped your bouquet and dropped on your knees. You rested your hands into your knees and sob quietly. Your mom kneeled beside you and pulled you into her arms. You feel so safe with your parents guidance.

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"~~~, cheer up. For sure Howon doesn't want to see you crying again" your mother whispered while brushing your hair with her hands.

"I-I-I'll cheer up umma, for him and for you" you looked at him and smiled.

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After visiting your brother in the cementery, you decided to go to Crazy Crepes to call down yourself. You entered the store and the owner welcomed you with a smile because she knows you well because you've been there many times.

You walked to the counter and ordered your favorite off all time.

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"One Triple Berry Parfait please" you spoke and you're about to pay for it when someone dump the money into the counter desk. You look at him and a small scoff escaped your mouth.

"Make that two please" he spoke and smirked at you.

"Gongchan, what the heck are you doing here?" you asked.

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-DOUBLE UPDATE-

Owww, I can smell a little tention here, OTL.

Don't worry, Gongchan is just a minor character here.

He'll appear seldomly, I guess.