Someday Chapter 19: Someday Note: Listen to this song, click   The next morning, I am certain that I am fully recovered and I am also positive that I should make up for what happened yesterday. Today, I brought with me a single sunflower again and a letter. A letter to compensate everything I did, everything I had ruined and probably a letter that would surprise her.   The first thing I did was to visit the locker area, drop the letter on her cabinet and leave the sunflower hanging on the handle.     I stride away moving an inch when I stopped. I saw my locker partly opened. I took some pace backward and check it. I saw a white neat paper, folded into two and above it was the necklace I gave Yui before.   I could feel my forehead, throbbing. I don’t know what feeling it was, however I’m sure, it brought me fear and anxiousness. I decided to pick up the necklace and placed it on my pocket.   I held the paper and open it; it was a letter. The first line read,   Choi Minho,   By the time you read this letter, perhaps I'm on my way to the airport.   I tried to laugh. But it seems like I am only fooling myself, trying to sound not surprised but the truth is,  am scared to read the rest.  I decided to fold it back after I heard the bell ring.   Later, maybe I’ll find the courage to finish this. Maybe.   ---   The class ended five minutes before the time, and I was feeling nuisance. To my dismay, Yui did not attend today’s class, I tried to phone her for a couple of times but I did not hear a thing from her. I got worried and I consult our adviser but he said, he does know a thing either.   He should have, for he was our teacher.   I called Yanna telling her that I’m still feeling sick and I cannot go on to work today. She said it was fine, I might be a bothersome if I would go there.   -   When I got to my apartment, without delay I slumped myself on the couch; I remembered Yui once again and tried to call her, still no response. When things like this happen, of course she would call me, she would explain what happened and she would assure me that I had nothing to worry. Then again today is different, and I have a bad feeling about it.     I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate. I take in such random flashback on today’s happening; I suddenly remembered the odd letter.    I pulled it out and read once again.   Choi Minho,   By the time you read this letter, perhaps I'm on my way to the airport.   It started. I heave a sigh before I could continue. I was trembling; lastly I co