“Hello.” I heard a familiar man’s voice over the phone. My tears fell down rapidly, I couldn’t believe it. It’s Dongwoon!

“Are you alright? Where are you?” he asked over the line. He sounded like he just came back from the gym. Choky and breathless.

                “I—I--,” my throat stuck, words doesn’t seems to come out from me. I was too shocked, too happy to hear his voice after long dismayed days. “I’m in my bedroom.” I finally said.

                Oh Lord, thank you for listening and answering my prayers.  I’m sorry if I’ve done anything wrong. I’m sorry for being a bad daughter. I’m sorry I worried my parents. But, only you who understands me. Who knows how I feel. How much I need and love him.

                “Good... Good girl.” He said. His sounded breathless. What is he doing?

                “Dongwoon-ah...” I cried, “I really miss you. All this days, I couldn’t stop thinking of our moment together. When we kiss, playing around, joking around... and the days we spent with your friends. It kept on playing in my mind. I need you.” Everything inside of me, that I’ve kept for so long, I let it out. My chest ached, yet happy.

                “Please... Don’t cry. This will end soon.”

                “No. This won’t. I know how mum is. She will never let us meet again. NEVER.” I cried, my heart ached more when I thought about what I just said. “Dongwoon-ah... Looks like we’ll have a bad ending don’t we.” I said without meaning it. I don’t want us to end like this :’(

                “No yet.” He convinced me.

                “What do you mean?”

                Suddenly, I heard a tapping sound at the living room. Who could that be? It’s still early for mum and appa to come back from work. Cautiously, I walked to the living room, still holding on my phone on my ear. Then, I peeked through the wall.

                My cell phone dropped on the floor. My sad tears turned into happy tears. I was delighted, stunned, and I felt so alive again. There, a tall young man stood before the door. Gasping for breath, soaked all over. The man that I love now stood in front of me after long miserable days of being apart. Dongwoon looked at me with his sparkling eyes, with his crooked smile carved on his handsome face.

              “Our ending, it’s not written yet.”