A boy with the guitar in his hand, that's the boy that I want to be my boyfriend. You know, like  Johnny Marr.

You don’t know him? Well, all my friends said like that to me. He was the cutest guitarist I've ever seen. He was in the band called The Smiths when he was 19. Playing the guitar like it was the only toy that he had. He was the flower boy in 80s. And his smile, it's the cutest thing I've ever seen in my life.

Everyday, I always wish that someone who look like Johnny Marr will move next door so that I will end up my lonely day and be his girlfriend. Ah my dream . . .

At Seoul, 07:08 pm

(Bang!)

"Aigoo noona! Why did you break my guitar string ?!!

"mian.. I didn't mean to break it.."

"It's the most expensive strings I've ever bought! Even eomma will never give me money to buy it and you broke it without any regret!"

"Ya, ara! Arasseo! I will buy the new one tomorrow!"

Well, though this little punk can play the guitar, I don't want someone like him to be my boyfriend. The only one that I want, still like Johnny marr.

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A boy with the guitar in his hand was the figure that my little sister really adore so much.

It made me want to learn to play guitar since I was a kid so that she will respect me as her brother. I'm sure she would proud of me knowing I'm a guitar master now. I love her and I wanted all the best for her. I miss her so much.

Boston, MA, 05:11 am.

(hold a guitar and place it into the case)

"Jonghyun, have you already packed your things? We have to go to airport now. "

"Yes mom."

"Is there anything left?"

". . . ."

Yes, there is something that I leaved here. Don't ask me what is it. Let the time tell you everythings that happened in the past..

"Jonghyun? Is there anything left?"

"No mom, let's go to the car. We can't be late."

I'm going to the car, bring this guitar with the memories that always staying in my mind. I'm a boy with the guitar in my hand.

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A boy with the guitar in his hand? Well, that's about dream and happiness.

To be bohemian and playing guitar everyday, that's what I want to do. Since I learnt to how to play it in highschool, I just thought , yeah this is my world. Like what my hero said, I was put on the earth not to amass money for personal like my father did. I was put on the earth to play guitar and write songs. You know, I only hang it a second to have with the girls. If I could have with my guitar, I don't know which one I would choose..

At Incheon Airport, 07:20 pm.

(strolling the luggage and bring the guitar case on the left hand)

"Welcome home Mr. Jung..",This man bowed his head and took his boss luggage. After that, he tried to take his boss guitar.

"No, Let me hold this guitar by myself."

"Ne, ageushibnida.", this man bowed his head again.

I keep this guitar on my side, on my way home. This is my own world and I don't let anyone into it.

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