It’s been four months now. I could still remember everything like a vivid dream, like every bit of it just happened yesterday. My trip to South Korea was purely business. Well, not entirely true but my job was my priority. That whole trip was my ticket to freedom. I was free to do what I want for once.

And I messed up so bad, didn’t I? All my life, I was always in control. How did I let everything go just like that?

Why am I beating myself up for this? I was a fangirl in a faraway country; free to do what she wants. Naturally, no matter what, I would give my free hours or every opportunity to have fun. I’m human after all. I’m not like what my friends think I am. An ice queen. Yeah right.

Speaking of fun, his face – how can I forget that face? When I walked into that café it never occurred to me that Yesung would remember me. In fact, nothing could’ve prepared me for everything that happened next.

Feeling tired I close my eyes and dropped lower on my seat, I start my trip down memory lane.

“Hello? Earth to Saab?”

What was that?

I opened my eyes to a soul penetra