I was now nineteen, and we had settled nicely into our new home in Seoul. They still hadn't contacted me, I remember when Taemin and I called each other 'Chichi' and 'Mochi'. I had decided to head over to McDonalds to grab lunch; since I was nineteen, I was going to be responsible. I am actually going to move into my own apartment down the street so I need to save as much money as possible.

"I'll be back mom!"

I said as I left, since we lived so close to downtown; I walked. After about three minutes, I finally arrived; but the line was long. 

"Aishh, what's with the long line?"

I whispered to myself, I then felt someone push me and knock me down.

"Omo, I'm sorry miss."

His voice sounded familiar. He helped me up and we looked straight in each other's eyes.

"M-Mochi?"

He said,

"Chichi..." 

I faintly said, his eyes glistened as I felt something warm fall down my cheek.

'Great, I'm crying in front of Aiden.' I thought,

Aiden grabbed my arm and dragged me into an alley.

"Aish, what's wrong with you?!"

I yelled as I rubbed my wrist.

"How are you here?"

He asked,

"My family moved here on my nineteenth birthday."

I looked up, while still rubbing my wrist. His face dropped; he had realized he never wished me a happy birthday for any of my birthdays.

"Oh my god, I'm so sor-"

Aiden got cut off,

"Yah, Taemin let's go! Oh who's this?"

A short male approached, with two other males. One looking like a chicken maniac and the other an athlete.

"T-This is my childhood best friend."

He said,

"Wait, TAEMIN!? You changed your name and never told me?!"

I said, on the verge of tears.

"I tried contacting you, but because of the distance, I couldn't."

Taemin admitted, I couldn't speak.

"YAH! LET'S GO!"

Another familiar voice yelled, it turned out to be Key.

"Mochi!!!"

He yelled and ran up to me, squeezing out the tears I've been trying so hard to keep in.

"Jjagi,"

I faintly said, still feeling the tears pour onto my cheek and slide down.

"Aid--Taemin, we need to talk."

I said and grabbed his hand, dragging him to the nearest private area.