I breathed in, and out, and proceeded doing that for a while as the teacher was handing out the English papers that were the finals.

After that the teacher did a sign, telling us that we could begin I flapped the paper around and started going through the main parts. It was a translating part, a write and then one understanding part.

Well, maybe I would succeed with this after all.

*Okay start with the things that take most time* I spoke in my mind as I began with what I thought was the most demanding part out of the three, writing. The other two wasn’t as difficult as that and knowing that we had until lunch to do this, was satisfying, because that was more than enough time for me to finish everything.
Though it would be weird if we ended at lunch time, since the previous four days we had been stuck in school until 6.00PM. For nine and a half hour that is.

As I was done with the writing part I glanced at the clock, 9.27AM. It had taken almost an hour for me to complete it. *Okay only two parts to go* I did a mental hwaiting before continuing with the next part, translating. Which was the second next bothersome. Understanding was the simplest one and therefore I saved it to last.

The time had proceeded forward with the speed of light and the clock had already hit 11.55AM and that meant; the bell would soon ring and tell everyone it was lunch. I knew by the previous days that it’s set to ring when it hits 12.00PM.

I glanced through my answers just in case something was wrong before I turned the paper around and waited, waited for the bell to ring so I could get something to eat. I hadn’t eaten that much this morning due to that I felt incredibly stressed out by the English finals. Well, at least I packed down something to eat together with MyungSoo.

Yesterday I had told him that I would make something delicious so we could celebrate that it was the last test we would do during our High School life. The remaining three weeks would still be normal, though there wouldn’t be any more tests, just normal school days. Well almost normal, on the twenty-fourth to the twenty-sixth our teacher and the teacher of MyungSoo’s class had arranged that we would go on a trip somewhere.

So that we could have a last memory of our High School life and from our friends.

*Doorbell rings*

Finally, the finals were over and I hurried towards the cafeteria with my bag swung over the shoulder. As I walked towards my destination I couldn’t stop smiling. The three years of tough school days and boring homework’s it was finally over.

As I stepped inside the cafeteria, laughter echoed in my ears as people were talking about their future planes, what University they where going to and so on and so forth.

My heart fluttered as MyungSoo’s eyes pierced into mine and I felt myself walking towards him and before I knew it I had placed myself on the seat in front of him. “Hi” I waved my hand in the air and waited for him to reply, but he didn’t. He only stared at me with those eyes of his.

Those eyes that were the only reason I was sitting here, if it weren’t for his dark eyes that two months ago made me curious about him. Then I wouldn’t be here with him.

And I knew that I wouldn’t be in love with him either.

Mm, it took me quite a while to figure out my feelings for him, but they where real. Though I didn’t know how to break it to him, and with him leaving in less than a month: I didn’t even know if I should tell him as it would only make things bothersome.

After pushing away that matter I started to bring up the food I had prepared for today. “I hope this is okay, I’m not that good with preparing food so it may be disgusting” I laughed awkwardly as I brought out two pairs of chopsticks and two bottles of water.

“Yah! Didn’t I tell you to stay away from the cafeteria” Im Hye was suddenly standing next to me and yelling.
*God did she never stop*.

“Oppa why can’t you see my love for you” Im Hye was pouting like a little child as she tried to get MyungSoo’s attention. Well it worked, but probably not in the way Im Hye had hoped. His eyes flashed pitch black as he snapped his eyes from the food to her.

“I don’t like you” MyungSoo was practically staring into her eyes as he said that before he shifted his gaze from her to me, and I twitched at the color showing in his eyes. *Wow someone could really make him angry*.

“But oppa…” Im Hye began but MyungSoo interrupted her soon enough for her to continue, in a way that not only surprised me but everyone else too, he was screaming at the girl to disappear from his sight. Okay not really the MyungSoo that everyone knows.

“MyungSoo you should ma…”

“WHAT?” he yelled back at me and I froze in my position as I felt how my cell phone started vibrating, I hurried to pick it up before looking at the screen. It was someone calling, but it was a number that I couldn’t recognize.

“Yeh, Yoboseyo?” I answered and listened to the other person replying stating that his name was Seo Jung Won and that he was from Korean Air before he asked me if I was Lee Iseul. A chill ran down my spine, I could sense that something was wrong.

*Please don’t tell me what I think it is, please* I begged inside my head as I replied telling him that I was Lee Iseul before hearing how the male in the other end began, first with telling me that he was sorry, and then the cause of his call.

“I’m truly sorry but the flight that Lee Gi Seung and Lee Soo Kyon was riding in have crashed into the Pacific Ocean”

It felt as if my world was torn apart that second.

“M-my parents are dead?” I asked dumbfound into the phone, totally forgetting that MyungSoo was sitting right across from me. I stared at him when I heard how this Jung Won person told me sorry and then yes.

All the memories I had with my parents, the big house with a large garden back in Cheonan, which we planted a tree next to the same day we moved in there. Just so that when I/we moved away could see how tall it had grown under all the years, the Christmas when I was seven, which we practically spent the whole day outside, building different snow creations. The smile on my parents lips when they got to know that I had received a letter from the principal of Chungdamn High School in Seoul. One of the best High School’s in South Korea, telling that they wanted me to enroll into their school.

And now, everything was gone. The memories shattered into pieces and fell down; the sound that erupted from the crash when the memories hit the bottom of my heart was painful. My whole world had been shattered in just a few seconds.

Tears where streaming down my cheeks and onto my uniform as I felt how the phone, slowly was sliding out off my hand, and finally hitting the soft seat on my right.

Suddenly the world around me started to spin, like I was sitting on a merry-go-around that was speeding out of control. And before I knew it, my body turned a sharp left and I plunged towards the floor beneath.
The last thing I could remember was MyungSoo’s voice calling my name.