Late winter, the time where I would never had imagined that I would met that person. A dream or not, everything felt so real. Especially when I have the evidence, that woud prove every thoughts of this very mind made to convince myself that it was a dream was not what it seems.



I have a piece of jewelery, a very important one and it is in my pocket for all this years. Since that day, since that moment, my life has been a wonder. Ever single day, I tried and tried to solve the riddle that has been bothering me days and nights. What had happened?

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A bus came to the small humble town and it was parked near the street of shops. The driver seems quite tired himself since he had been driving for quite some time now, a rest was needed for a safe journey, it was still far from where their destination would be. The students or to the driver, his passengers made their ways out of the bus. After he had told them he needed a rest, and the journey will continue about an hour of course, by then everyone should return and board the bus. The students were not children, they were adolescent that knew how to take care of themselves, they would need no guide to explore the humble town. One particular student, caught the driver sight as he had been sitting alone and refuse to talk with his peers. The teacher told him, that student had always been like that, one that does not enjoy to socialise. His name was Choi Minho.


Ten minutes had passed, Minho had decided to take a little stroll to see Riddleribbon Village. Alone, he stepped out from the bus and made his way to road less travelled by his classmates. Minho's eyes wonder to left and right, exploring the whitish scenery of after-snowed village. There had been snowing although it was already late winter, thanked god the snow had stopped right when the bus driver decided to take a break there, or it would be too cold to stay outdoor.


At the end of the road, after a turn to right, Minho saw no way to continue his stroll. Normally he would feel a bit dissapointed since the only one hobby he love was to walk. Just by walking, every intriguing thoughts that raced through his mind would came to ease. However, today something caught his attention, and it was what lies at the end of the road, a shop. Be it a normal shop, he would just walk back to the bus, but it was not, it was a peculiar shop stood proudly amidst the white background. The shop was not as tall as other buildings that he saw on his way there, and yet the building gave Minho an outlook. The shop looked old, but not shabby, sweet look as to describe it. A big clock was installed on top of the shop and made no ticking sound whilst doing it. Weird, the shop has no name.


Minho made his way inside. As he opened the old door, a bell rang, it was the one that had been installed behind the door to alarm the owner of the shop for a customer had came. Inside, Minho found that it was way more interesting that what was outside. There were so many clocks placed all the way to the ceiling and along sides of each walls. The inside of the shop was small but pretty. Tables were placed and clocks were displayed on them. Each of those clocks made ticking sound that does not bother Minho, instead it made him feel peaceful. Minho realized that what made the inner shop pretty, was no other than the clocks. They were antiques. A few moments passed, Minho decided that no clock in that room was as beautiful as the person who greeted him, never in any chance given by any miracles of god that would make any clock in that room or any other creations in this world more mesmerizing, more alluring than that person.



The owner's rosy lips utter his name, Lee Taemin and Minho fast falling in love with him. And it was true love. When Taemin offered him a smile, Minho's heart skip a beat, the most beautiful thing Minho had ever seen in his whole life. Minho would never thought 'no' as an answer when Taemin offered him a tea. Taemin told Minho that he could look around and if he ever need anything, he would find him at the counter. Looking around wasn't an option to Minho, his eyes wonder to no other place except for Taemin, his eyes literally could not see anything except for him. The sight of Taemin fixing a watch, made Minho stopped breathing for a while. And when he chocked because of out of breath, Taemin's laughed would stopped the world.


As time goes by, Minho had a blast there. Minho had asked Taemin what was the name of the shop, but he was told that the shop doesn't have any name. To Taemin, what was important is not the name of the shop, impression was what important to him. A small humble shop in a small humble town was what Taemin always wanted. Minho was pleased with the answer and he question no more.


Minho felt that the time of the world had stopped, just like the lovely silver pocket watch that Taemin had been trying to mend. A few touched made by Taemin and with a blink of an eye, like a magic, the watch started to tick again. It was an antique, and apparently the watch has no owner yet, as Taemin told Minho he had accidentally found it. If Minho didn't look as amazed as an innocent child, Taemin would never had offered him to have the watch. Since Taemin sincerely trying to convice Minho to have it, Minho had no other choice but to give the watch a new place to be in, his pocket.


The time was cruel and jealous of them, although it seems to have given them a chance to be with together for a while, the time didn't stop. It was almost time for Minho to return to the bus. Minho had no other choice but to leave Taemin and the shop and head for the bus. His heart heavy and Taemin felt it, as if his was also heavy with the sad parting.


When Minho was to take a step to the outside world, he took a last glance of Taemin smilling at him, Minho decided to treasure that smile forever. Taemin's last words lingered around in his mind, 'if god does not forbid, we will meet again,'. With a hope, Minho agreed to it with a nod and left the shop. A sudden cold seeped through his body, Minho slided his hand into his pocket and took the watch out, he felt sad. He opens the lid and inspect the watch in detail, when not long after that, he realized that a name was engraved under the lid. The name was Lee Taemin. Minho was quite startled by his discovery, he turned around to the shop only to be more surprised than ever. There was no shop. There was nothing, and there was no Taemin. It was as if Taemin, along with shop just dispersed into thin air, leaving nothing except for fond memories. Trembling, Minho looked at his hand, the pocket watch was still there, still ticking. It wasn't a dream.

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It wasn't a a dream. I have been waiting for all this time, and I have aged and aged a lot. This watch that I'm holding is a prove that shows my waiting is not a hopeless one. He is outside there, where is he, what is he doing, are what I always wanted to figure out. At least, before this old man's last breath, god please give me a chance to see him. I am here Taemin, why are you not here? Will you not come to me?

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As Minho aged, he grew weaker and weaker. Even on the old rocking chair, with medical equipments attached to his body, the pocket watch was firm in his fist. His visions was blurry and his breathing was hard. With teary eyes, Minho realized his waiting was over, when his life was about to end, his last wish was granted. There, Taemin was beside him, holding his hand, smilling to him as bright as their first meeting. Taemin himself appeared as young and as beautiful as he was before, clear to Minho, Taemin was not as same as him, he wasn't a human, what was he, Minho would figure it in the after life. Maybe, just maybe in heaven, they would be together for not a brief moment but for forever.


'I never stop thinking about you Taemin, where were you? I've been waiting for so long'


'I am always here dear, right by your side, let's go Minho, together...'

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