Sulli glanced out the small window, gazed at the tiny sparkling buildings beneath and thought to herself.

'Finally. It's been a while, Korea. I'm finally back.'

Not knowing what will happen in the near future, she slowly closed her eyes and tried to remember the past she had tried to put in the back of her mind for the past 4 years.
The past she cherished..or rather the person she cherished so much that it hurt her to think about it.

She slowly reaches down under the seat for her purse and takes out her black notebook. She carefully slips out a fragile piece of paper cut out from the newspaper and smiles gently.

"He is very handsome, miss. I'm sure he misses you dearly," the old lady seated next to Sulli on the plane grinned.

Sulli gave a warm nod and smiled at the jolly lady then glanced back to the picture one more time. She turned towards the window as tears washed away the twinkle in her eyes.

Minho, I'm coming home.
I'm coming back to you.






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I know its short but I kind of want to get a sense of how everyone thinks so far..
do you like it enough for me to continue this fanfic? :)
please comment, thankyou!