“I’ve to go” Hyunnie said as sad as ever. And just because I’d already missed him by the thought of not see or speak him in person like most days, Hyunnie’ sadness got the better out of me. Both, sentimental like old-cry-baby men, stared at each other tearing up.

“In twelve hours. C’mon let’s take a nap”

I took hyunnie’s left wrist and we went to his bedroom. He, was dragging his feet and it seemed so heavy the soon-goodbye I understood hyunnie’s actions completely.

“Hyunnie...?”

I torn around. Hyunnie was crying – his whole body trembling, and as far as I could see his face cover in tears and snot.  

“It’d feel too long too far. I’ll miss you guys” I wrapped hyunnie so tight, his trembling, his sensibility and suddenly his tears and snot were also mine.  

“It’s going to be okay. We can still learn Argentinian Spanish through Line” I tried to keep myself as positive as I could. Hyunnie giggled and it was his time to squeeze me so tightly my positivity were his now.

“Thanks, bolu” whispered hyunnie at my ear. I giggled a bit just because.

“You’re welcome, hyunnie”

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So this is kind of the end of this first season, though it had just three chapters. Anyway, before to say "see you later" to this story. I'd like to say some corny words. This story was fir