Jiyeon's pov: I looked out of the window as jiyoung oppa left.

I sighed deeply.

Why do I feel so burdened?

I have always wanted jiyoung oppa to return to me, haven't I?

Why is it that it's not him whom I wanted now?

I took out my phone and looked at my wallpaper.

I just realised that the wallpaper just changed.

I smiled as I see the panda crumpling his face As I Pinch his face.

Is it me? Or do I think that we look great together?

I shook my head as I turn off my phone.

My mind is going towards jiyoung, for that I'm sure.

But my heart....where is it going to???

Seulong pov:

I let go of yoona and let her rest on her bed.

'take a rest, I'll go see the situation there .' I smiled to yoona.

'you sure it's okay?' Yoona asked again.

'Of course!' I reassured her as I walked out.

'Where are they?' I asked Jiyeon as she held her forehead.

'Jiyoung has schedules to attend.' 

'What about jinwoon?' 

'Molla.' She smiply replied as she lay on the bed, taking the pillow to suffocate herself.

I shook my head as I walked out.

Suddenly, my phone rang.

'Yeobuseyo?' 

'Yeobuseyo, this is from the Orphanage. May I speak to Im Seulong ssi?'

'Speaking.' I said as I sat on the long benches outside.

'We have found your mother.' 

'My... My mother?!' I exclaimed.

I could feel a sudden shot of happiness bursting inside me.

'She's currently living in Busan. Do you want to arrange a day to meet her?' 

I paused.

'I'll visit her by myself. Do you mind to text me the address?' 

'Sure.'

I hung up the phone as I sat at the bench.

Yoona's POV:

I looked outside and saw Seulong sitting at the bench outside my room.

He suddenly looked so sad.

What's that call about?

Before I could think of words to comfort him, he suddenly broke into a smile and jumped up.

He stood up on the bench, jumping up and down, and throwing his fist up in the air.

I giggled at his silent actions.

He still looked like a Giant baby.

So big and tall, but adorable.

As he steadies himself, he came back in.

'Mwoyah... Why are you so happy?' I asked, breaking into a smile as he smiled brightly at me.

'I found my mother.' He said calmly.

'That's great to hear!' I exclaimed, clapping.

'I know!!!' He smiled as he ran towards me and hugged me tightly.

Time stood still as he hugged me.

Eyes widen, I waited for him to move.

But he just stood there, bending down at an awkward position and hugged me tightly.

Finally letting me go, I could see tears coming out of Seulong's eyes.

A sudden flashback came to me as he cried.

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'Yoona yah... Don't.' Seulong held onto my hands.

I kept my silence as he continued.

'You don't know how much I tried. I tried for days, for hours. But I can't. You're still in my mind.'

'I'll never let you go. Never.' 

I turn around and pull my hands away.

'If you loved me you would understand how hard I tried to come to this day.' I said as I held my mic away from my mouth.

As we stood at the backstage, Seulong's eyes started welling up with tears.

'I won't let you go up.' He said.

'But what if I tell you I would?' I said sadly to him.

He's trying too hard in our relationship, I was trying so hard to juggle both him and my work.

I shook my head as I pressed my forehead.

'If you love me please let me go and do what I want to do.' I begged him.

He looked away.

'If you love me you wouldn't give up on us.' He cried.

'I never ever want to see you again.' 

And he ran out of the backstage.

Trying to resist to catch up with him, I took a deep breath and went on stage with the members to perform...

******

'Yoona ssi... I have to go now.' Seulong smiled at me, with his eyes teary and nose red.

I grabbed onto his hands, afraid that he would leave me again.

'Neh?' He took a look at me.

'Ani... Let me go with you.' I said.

He pushed off my hands lightly.

'Gwaenchana. You take a rest. I'll go myself.' He smiled.

'I'll see you around.' He waved as he walked out of my room.

Jiyeon's POV:

Bored, I quickly got dressed, and wore a pair of shades found in my pouch.

Wearing back the pink dress, I snuck out of the room.

'Yah, Park Jiyeon! What're you doing?!' Seulong exclaimed as he saw me got out of the room.

I put my hands to his mouth.

'SHHHHHH! They'll hear you!' 

'mwoh?!' Seulong said in between my palms.

'Yah. Fetch me out.' I said as I hooked my hands to his.

'WHAT?!' 

'Aey, ppali hae!!' I said as I pulled him out of the hospital and to the carpark.

As I reluctantly got into the car, Jiyeon smiled cheerfully at me.

'Excuse me.' I said to her.

'Don't think I'm always free and having nothing to do all day but be your driver.'

'But I have something to do.' 

'mmmmmmm...' Jiyeon whined.

'Just fetch me home. Jebal....' She pleaded.

'Aish If you were my sister I would sure mash you up into mash potato and eat you up.' I complained.

'Hee. I would be the most delicious one then.' Jiyeon laughed.

****

Heehee.

What will happen to Seulong?

What will be the reaction of Seulong when he sees his mother??