Donghae's POV

                "Donghae-ah~!...", there goes that soothing voice again.

"Hae?" I held on to those gentle hands that were slightly bigger than mine.

                "Hahaha!"  That laugh that could make just about anyone laugh along..... got softer..... and softer..... and just simply disappeared. No, don't go. Please, I beg you...... Kajima. Kajima.

                 I woke up with the sun shinning on me and a tear slowly running down my cheek. I couldn't remember my dream, but I could still feel the lingering familiar pain. I turned my head to the side and took a look at my clock. 7:03. Just 30 more minutes. I got up and walked to the bathroom, smacking my face to wake myself up.

                 I walked downstairs in my new uniform in search of my umma. Instead I spotted a table with a bowl of Kongnamul Bap and Oi Naengguk. I sat down and stared at the note in front of me that said: 

                                   "Sorry sweet heart, Umma had to go to work early again! I'll be home before you though! Make sure you eat your breakfast, Umma made it with love! Also be good at your new school, and bring home a new friend arraesso?! Okay, love you!"

                  As expected, she's at work. She's such good umma, always working her off for her son! I took one last gulp of my orange juice and walked towards the door and put my shoes on. I looked behind me towards the shelf, and looked at my dad's picture. "Bye Appa."