My alarm rang, waking me up from my sleep. I saw around me and realized that my luggages are still everywhere, unpacked. I wonder how many hours I have slept. I checked my phone to finally realize that I have slept for more than 20 hours. It must've been because of the jetlag, the time difference in London and Seoul is quite big.

After taking a bath, I put on my baby-pink hoodies; thanks to autumn, and my ripped jeans, pairing them with my white sneakers. I plugged off my phone from the charger and putting it inside my pocket before going down. Jiwon and Jinhwan oppa were sitting in the couch, watching a drama that I don't think I recognize.

Noticing my presence, Jiwon oppa turn his head from the TV to me. "Where are you going?"

Hangang park. To reminisce the past, and maybe, just maybe, I could meet him for once.

"Outside. Just wanted to get some fresh air." I replied, it wasn't totally true, but it wasn't a total lie either.

"Do you want me to accompany you?" Jinhwan oppa asked, worried.

"No, its okay. I can find the way back." I showed him my phone with a map opened.

"Be home before dinner, okay?" I nod with a smile. I was about to walk outside when I heard his voice again, stopping me. "Call me if you're lost or something. You know my number right?" He continued, making you chuckled at how ridiculous he is.

"Please nan-ie oppa, I'm like 16 already." I rolled my eyes, still smiling, before walking outside the house.

l opened the map app in my phone and typed the location I wanted to go in it. Thankfully, its within the walking distance, so I don't have to take a taxi or any vehicles. I plugged in my earphone to my phone before inserting it to my ears and play the songs on my playlist, to accompany me walking, still looking at the map.

Without realizing, Hangang park was already infront of me. The place itself makes me smile, it was a place full of memories. I jogged giddily to Hangang park, finding the bench with our name carved behind it. 

Found it!

I look up at the bench, only to realize that someone is sitting on it; a guy wearing a black hoodie, with the hood over his head. He had this 'leave-me-alone' vibe, making me hesitate to sit on the same bench.

Disappointed, I sighed inwardly before sitting in the bench right beside 'our' bench. I wanted to enjoy the view of the river, but something about the guy with the black hoodie makes me curious, making me stare at him.

I wonder what does he look like?

Just like he read my thought, he lift the hood from his head. He looks like somewhat my age, he has this fluffy black hair covering his eyebrows, sharp jawlines, a pouty lips, a distinctive nose, and black e