October the Seventeenth of 2008 was finally came.

In few hours, Yuri and Jongwoon would finally tie the knot and happily ever after.

In few days, Kyuhyun would fly back to Seoul while Joohyun would be in her last year of high school.

While no one doubt that the hearts did not change, the air around was clearly changed.

But change was not always bad.

*****

“Wow, you’ve grown, Krystal! No wonder...”

“Hyung!”

Exasperated, Minho yelled at him while the young girl besides him giggled.

“Kyu-Oppa. Never changed.”

He nodded.

“The world would be in pain if I changed.”

Krystal laughed when Minho sighed in defeat.

“Well, tell me if this brat treat you bad, Krys.”

Minho was opened his mouth to yell again at his evil Hyung, when Krystal, still giggling, pulled him away.

“Unnie is here too, Oppa!”

“Yeah, I know.”

“Be nice!”

Kyuhyun sighed.

*****

“Unnie, don’t keep on fidgeting. I can’t fix the tiara.”

Although she was taller than her Unnie now, with her wandering around nervously, she had to stood on the edge of her toes to fix all the accessories.

“Uh, sorry, Joo. I .. I...”

“Its okay, Unnie.” She finally able to put the tiara back. “But we better finish before Umma comes back.”

Yuri sighed. “You’re right.”

“It’s all done, Unnie.”

Sooyoung who sat quietly on the chair near the window nodded approvingly. She had asked to be involved as the room decorator. That’s her profession to be anyway. Being the only girl in his family, she craved the sister bonding so much.

“Yeah, it is. “ Joohyun smiled widely. “Unnie looks gorgeous, right, Young-Unnie?”

The older girl nodded again.

Then a soft knock was heard on the door.

“Are you all decent?”

“Appa! Of course we are!” Joohyun giggled while running to open the door.

Her Appa’s smiling face greeted her.

“Uh, if the bride maid is this beautiful, I wonder how the bride is.”

Joohyun laughed and hugged her Appa lightly.  “She’s like an angel, Appa!”

Her Appa nodded and after kissing his youngest forehead in affection, he went to his oldest to run her down the aisle to the altar.

Yuri beamed. ‘Appa!”

“You look beautiful, Yul-ah.”

Her father’s voice hoarse and tears were easily being seen in his eyes.

“Are you ready?”

She nodded. “I am.”

He offered his arm for her to take and walked her out the room.

Joohyun was wipi