“ hi, you have a message.” My phone rang.

My brother text me that he was outside. When I went outside, I saw both of them flirting with a girl… such pabos.

                  ‘ Ya! OPPAAA~’ I yelled at them.

The girl saw me and slapped both of them. That was a funny scene.

                  ‘ Ya~ why did you do that!? That girl was about to give us her number.’ Cheondung oppa said.

                  ‘ do I look like I care? I haven’t seen you guys in 3 years and that’s the first thing you say?!’ I pouted.

                  ‘ hey, we talked in skype.. and video chat!’ Seungho oppa said.

I scoffed.

                  ‘ let’s go hooome… behgopah~~’ I pout again.

            ‘ our dongsaeng’s so kyeopta!’ Cheondung exclaimed.

            ‘ kaja!’ Seungho oppa said and lead us to the car.

On the way to my house, 3 of us talked about random things. They asked me about college and boys… more like interrogated me for 30 minutes. Then, topic switched to anime, piracy, and zombies. When we arrived, I couldn’t hold my nervousness. I finally get to see my parents after 3 years. I walked out of the car and rang the doorbell. After a while, someone opened it.

            ‘ oh my gosh… honey, you’re back~.’ My mom said with teary eyes and hugged me.

            ‘ hey mom… I missed you.’ I said and hugged her back.

            ‘ hey there sweetie.’ My dad said and hugged me.

            ‘ daddy~’ I said cheerfully and hugged him back.

            ‘ you must be tired Da Eunnie.. tell the boys to bring your stuff upstairs… let’s eat lunch.’ My dad said and walked towards the dining area.

The guys groaned and carried my stuff inside. When they were done, we gathered and sat down in the dining table.

            ‘ you made kimchi stew!! And there’s samgyupsal~^^’ I cheered.

            ‘ we cooked your favorites.’ Umma said.

As we ate, we discussed about yet again, random things.

            ‘ so Da Eun-ah, are you just visiting?’ my dad asked.

            ‘ nope.. I decided to continue my studies here.’ I said.

they were surprised, but happy.

            ‘ but how about your scholarship?’ my mom asked.

            ‘ I have no idea actually..’ I chuckled.

            ‘ so, what university are you attending here?’ Seungho oppa asked.

            ‘ urm… Yonsei University… it’s close by.’ I said.

            ‘ you got in that really hard old school??!’ Cheondung oppa asked.

            ‘ of course… not to mention another scholarship.’ I said.

they were all happy for me and praised me.

            ‘ when are you starting?’ my mom asked.

            ‘ tomorrow, 10:30am.’ I said.

            ‘  okay then… don’t sleep too late tonight honey.’ My dad said.

            ‘ arasso.’ I replied.

After eating dinner, I decided to unpack my things and change my clothes. I saw that my room didn’t change at all and my old stuff were there. Suddenly, I hear a knock.

            ‘ Da Eun, it’s mom.’

            ‘ oh, come in.’ I said.

My mother came in and sat on the bed.

            ‘ so how is my little princess?’ she asked.

            ‘ I’m fine and well.’ I replied.

            ‘ any guy friend?’ she asked.

I blushed a little.

            ‘ no umma… not yet.’ I replied.

She chuckled.

            ‘ did you know Nichkhun came here the other day?’ she asked.

Khun again…

            ‘ yeah, Seungho oppa told me…’ I said.

            ‘ are you thinking of seeing him? Or even getting back together?’ my mom asked.

            ‘ w-what?... urm not really’ I replied.

Is my mother crazy? Is she loco??

            ‘ you know, he cares about you and your whereabouts. He desperately wants to see you.’ she said.

            ‘ umma, you know I can’t. the scar is still there.’ I said.

            ‘ I know… but you’re a tough girl. That scar will never leave, but it will heal. He misses you so much. And I know you still love him deep down.’ She said.

she’s kind of right… deep down somewhere, I still have feelings for him.

            ‘ why do have to be right most of the time?’ I asked my mom.

            ‘ because I just am.’ She playfully said.

I scoffed.

            ‘ please give him a chance..’ she continued.

            ‘ I’ll try… but I’m not promising you anything.’ I said.

            ‘ not me honey, but yourself… you’re not promising yourself anything.’ With that she kissed my head and went out of my room.

            I kept thinking about him till night. I decided to sleep and hope that I’ll forget him.