[A/N: Ilatic dialouges are in English..]

"Seriously?" Monica complaint, "How is that even possible for us to complete this project by next Tuesday?" 

I looked at her and grabbed the nearby seat in the school library cafe. "Since we have no time, let's start now.." I set up my laptop. 

I started checking my emails. 

"Who is the one checking her email then?" Monica peeped at my laptop screen and teased. 

I laughed and clicked on Bora's email. 

"Na Mi Ki! 

Kim Him Chan is out of town, he is going to New Zealand, that's what I was told. 

Be prepared! Keke."

I read and quickly search around me. "Crazy.. He won't be here.." I thought. 

Monica stole a glance at me and asked, "Mi Ki.. Hmm, for this project, do you wanna......" 

"Hang on.." I stopped her, half-stood-up. Yes, I saw someone, familiar.. Averagely broad shoulder, 180cm tall, Asian. "Him.." The person turned around. 

I sighed and sat down, disappointed. 

"What's wrong?" Monica scanned around. 

"Nothing.." I said, "Let's get started. You were saying..?" I smiled while eyes still searching around, hoping that he was here. 

After few hours of discussing,

"Mi Ki, do you want to get a drink?" Monica randomly asked while I was reading through some researches. 

I looked up and to the menu board. "Hmm.." Then someone who was ordering at the counter caught my eyes, I stood up. 

"Mi Ki?" I ignored Monica. 

HIs side view, looked similar, almost exactly like him.. I went up to him, "Himchan?" tapped on his shoulder, as he turned, I stared right onto his face. 

No, he is not. 

He was shocked, taken aback, "Yes miss?" He asked. 

I bowed 90 degrees, "I am sorry.. Wrong person." 

He laughed.

"I am sorry." I repeated myself in English. 

"Ha! Cool, Korean too?" He greeted in a freestyle hip-hop way. 

I nodded and walked away instead. 

"Mi Ki, what is wrong with you?" Monica asked, with a caring frown. 

I shook my head, "Just.. Someone I know, but, not him." 

"You keep mistaking people for him.. Who is he?" She continued asking. 

I forced a stiff smile with my facial muscles, "Let's continue.." I suggested. 

Time passed really quickly, it was getting dark so Monica and I decided to return to our dorm. 

"Mi Ki, how is life like in South Korea?" Monica asked as we approached the bus stop. 

I stopped and thought about it for a second.. "Life in South Korea... It's not like KPOP everywhere or blah, it's just normal, like now." 

"Really? You mean you had never met any KPOP star on the street before?" She looked really shocked. 

"Nope." I tried holding back my laughter, "But maybe yes.. I saw Girls' Generation SooYoung in person, once." I added, "From a very faaaarrrrr distance." 

She pouted. "Chey." 

"Maybe next month you can go back with me?" I suggested. "Never know.. Maybe you are lucky enough to see G-Dragon in real life." 

"Taebak!!" She said excitedly. 

"It's Daebak, how are you going to survive in Korea like this?" I mocked. 

"Hey!" She protested. 

I blinked a few times, and the surrounding turned pitch black. 

'"Monica, wait for me here.. That guy..." I stood up and stared at him, waiting for him to turn around. "Him.. HIMCHAN!" 

He turned. 

He looked at me, and smiled. Like how he always did.. 

"It's.. Him." I said. 

...................................

"Mi Ki! Wake up! The bus is here!!" Monica nudged me. 

I opened my eyes and looked around.. 

"You must be really stress just now, dozing off as I talk to you." She said as we board the bus. 

"It's just a dream.. Na Mi Ki." I said to myself.. "Himchan, will not come for you.." I fell back asleep on the bus seat.