Tomorrow everything would end; my high school life would officially end.

And not having a job didn’t make anything easier. I’ve tried to search on the Internet and then in magazines after work. But I couldn’t find any. Either it was too far away from where I lived or that they wanted someone with a University diploma. It seemed like the last one was something I’d never achieve, unfortunately.

After lifting the lid off of the pot I fished up the noodles and put them in a bowl, before bringing it together with a pair of chopsticks and a glass of water over to the living room table. And even though noodles weren’t my favorite food it tasted alright.

I switched on the television and watched some sort of variety program. But after all while that became boring so I put on a movie. A horror movie to be exact, I weren’t too fond of romance movies anymore. Somehow I wanted to torture myself a bit and knowing that I easily got afraid by watching horror movies so that was the easiest way.

Halfway through the chainsaw massacre, I heard a light knock on the outer door, which caused me to tense. I gulped down on my saliva and started to think if I had locked to door or not. Just in case the person was trying to barge in. I waited and waited. But nothing happened. Maybe it wasn’t someone who was out to kill me after all.

I slowly, ever so slowly got up on my feet’s and tip-toed over to the door before I carefully unlocked the door and opened it.

“Huh?”

No one where there.

Curiosity took the better of me and I found myself sticking out my head through the door, just In case someone was there, but no. It was empty. And as I where about to take a step forward something came into my view.

It was a package lying there.

The package itself was a huge black shiny box with a letter slid under a light pink bowtie. After picking it up I slid the letter out and saw that it was nicely written ‘Iseul’ in roman letters. I took a hasty glance around the surroundings. Just in case.

But no, I still couldn’t see anyone so I brought the package with me and closed the door before locking it again as I then stared down at the package in my hands.

*Hm I wonder what it is, but it isn’t my birthday today* I though as I placed it down next to the bowl with noodles. But then again, no one knew where I lived, besides MyungSoo and In Ae. MyungSoo, had he been here? No, it had to be In Ae who felt sorry for me.

Yes, that had to be it.

I ran my fingers along the surface of the package as I then carefully opened it. Wait. What if it something dangerous? Maybe Shin hadn’t let me get away.

*Oh god what am I going to do* I wondered and decided to check out the backside of the letter that had been attached to the box itself. But it was empty. The only thing written was my name and with no one to compare with I couldn’t do much than to let it go.

I didn’t know how long I’d been debating with myself regarding whatever I was going to open it or not, when I suddenly couldn’t take my nagging curiosity and just opened it. Those few seconds it took for me to realize what it was where probably the most terrifying ever. Well not really but what if it was a bomb that was programmed to detonate when someone opened it.

Well it wasn’t a bomb, but a dress.

“Oh My God” I mouthed as I saw which dress it was. It was that breathtaking white chiffon dress with the huge black bowtie tied under the chest, the one that cost 1 600 000₩ (1120$). But then again, MyungSoo was the only person knowing of that dress. So it had to be him.

But why didn’t he wait until I opened the door?

I sprinted over to my phone and called dialed MyungSoo’s number. The signals went forward, which meant that his phone was on.

“Yoboseyo”

My heart stopped beating upon hearing his sweet voice. But why did he answer if he didn’t want anything to do with me anymore.

I feared that he would click away the call immediately after noticing that it was me. Don’t hang up” I managed to say, despite that I where beyond nervous. There was a long pause; none of us said anything, though I couldn’t care less. At least he had answered and that where more than enough for me.

After taking a deep breath I asked him why he bought the dress. Yet again, it was a long pause, which made me wonder if he had hung up. But his sudden sigh made me realize that he hadn’t.

“Just wear it tomorrow” he said before the line died and it went totally silent. My shoulders sank as I flapped the phone shut and placed it down on the table again as I glanced at the dress still lying in the box.

It was beautiful, the dress. But also the most expensive piece of clothing I’d ever had in my whole life and now he wanted me to wear it. Slowly I started to pick it up, afraid that it would rip as I unfolded it and brought it with me to the whole body mirror.

Maybe I could wear it if I found a pair of matching high heels and then with some make-up. After all, it would be the last day I’d see MyungSoo so why not make myself look a bit prettier.

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A short chapter and to be honest, I don't know how many more chapters it'll be but not that many