While walking home, you are thinking of the song… and realize that he called you _______-a! Startled you stop. Why would he call you _______-a? In addition, why does it sound so familiar…? It reminds you of the way your best childhood friend used to call you until he moved. However, you can’t remember his name just how he looked like. As you get home, you start to look for your yearbook to look him up. At first, you can’t find it but then! In the farthest corner of your wardrobe is a big box with the inscription: Middle school!

° At least I found the box… I hope the book is still in there… °

It takes you a long time to get the box out of your wardrobe. After an hour, the box stands on your table. You open it and see… the book! It looks kind of old and for some reason you close the box quickly.

° Why did I closed it? I want to know who he is! Or not? Should I really look it up? Why does it feel so wrong…? Do I just imagine things? Na! I want to know what his name is! Since he was my best friend! All right! °

However, you still don’t open the box. You take a deep breath. The lid of the box is slightly open as you Smartphone starts to ring. Relived you are breathing out.

“Eobseoyo?”

“Ah! ______-a! Are you free this Sunday?”

“It’s you, (Your best friends’ name). I can’t tell if I am going to be free. Why?

“The party you asked me to organize is going to be then.”

“Alright. I’ll try to be free but I can’t guarantee! I am going to have a tough timetable soon…”

“Why? Did you already get a job?”

“Something like that… I’ll tell you someday, okay?”

“I want to know it now! Tell me!”

“I can’t tell you it via telephone!

“Ok… tell me in person on Sunday!”

“Darling, I don’t know whether I am going to be there or not!”

“Ya! You are going to be there! If not I am going to kill you!”

“You won’t dare!”

“I will! What were you doing?”

“I was trying to open the box of my middle school time. However, I can’t make myself to open the box again…”

“Why do you want to open it?”

“Because of the yearbook. I had a very important friend back then but I can’t recall his name. On the other hand, I don’t want to know his name. Aish…”

“Oh… I think, if you have a bad feeling about this then you shouldn’t look it up… alright _______-a! I need to go now! See you at the party! BEEEP BEEEEP!”

“But- she’s never listening! Aigoo….”

You look at the box. It’s not that you have a bad feeling… it’s just that you aren’t sure if you want to know his name now… sighing you are putting the box away and lay down in your bed.

° This was a long and tiring day… Should I visit the graveyard of my parents tomorrow? I hope they will pleased from the gift… I gave my best today. Never the less, my schedule will become filled with a lot of practice soon… My sister should come with me. ° So you write her a message:

HEY Little sister! Wanna go out with me? I want to visit the grave of our parents…

She replied quickly:

Ok! I am going to pick you up at 3pm after school.

Satisfied you fall asleep.

[END]

Authors note:

Mianada that I didn’t wrote so long! I was on some school trips and really tired afterwards! Please don’t be mad at me! *Bows x2* Mianada!