[CONTENTID1]Present[/CONTENTID1]             [CONTENTID2][/CONTENTID2][CONTENTID3][/CONTENTID3][CONTENTID4] I am between the nervous and glad. I don't know what to feel.  First, if this lie will go on. Second, if I can really see her now.      I sit up on the metal chair.  "Mister.." I heard they are calling to me.        "Yes?"        "I can sense that you are lying Mister." She said to me.        Nice. I'm doomed.      "Miss Shinhye Park is on leave today. Naturally, no appointments."        Nice one Shin. Of all the days in eight years, you have a leave today.  I sighed in such a sad tone.  This is so ridiculous.    "I'm sorry." I immediately apologized.      The Miss smiled at me and said. "But I can set up an appointment for you tomorrow."     A ray of light streaked me. That Miss just said I can set an appointment. Just the way I wanted. Just the way I want her to see, face to face. Owning her time just for me.      But.. Tomorrow? No, I don't have a confidence tomorrow. Yes, I'd love to see her, I'd love to set a date with her. I want it badly. But..   I gathered all it up just for today. My bones feel so numb now. I want to sleep and drown to dreams. Maybe on those I can talk to you.  In my dreams.        "No thanks." I said last and go to my taxi waiting for me. I sighed again.          *     I was lying on the couch. The hotel that Minhyuk gave me to checked out is really my type. I lay by tired body on the bed and try to get some sleep. My body needs it. I've been up, I'm tired.    But my heart is more weaker than my body. How I felt now can never ease by an hour of sleep. My feelings can be subside by her. Only by her.      I checked my favorite notebook again and looked what I jot down, what and where I can see the beauty of Amsterdam. Where I can find the most attractive place in here, what food I can eat and what should I be talking when I meet her. Probably, what I see here in Amsterdam so we can relate to each other, even for a minute.        After fussing some thoughts I tried to take a nap and decided to leave the hotel breath some fresh air later at night. I need it. Badly.  A time for my self.  Again.        **       Exactly 6pm. I was awake by my alarm on my phone. Hours passed so quickly.      I stood up and try to look outside the window. "Beautiful.." I blurted.      Lights are enchanting and unconsciously taking me to a dream I have dreamt before.  These pretty little lights hanging in each corner of the city.  For a moment I forgot about her. I forgot about me.  I forgot about everything.      Now I just think of this place.  I'll just feel how in love I am in this beautiful city of Amsterdam.    I lit a small smile. Grabbed my coat and a small sling bag, enough to occupy my favorite ten year old notebook, phone and wallet.  Enough to live the night on.    For once, just for tonight, I'll forget all the reasons why I'm here and what should've done.  I'll be a Peter Pan for tonight.  I'll be a boy seeking for some festive atmosphere. I'll be a little boy who just want a simple firework.              As I begin to walk downtown, I feel clouds are making me float.  I smiled.  People are greeting you, caring for a drink or two. Young ones are drifting to their own worlds. The old ones are chatting like there's no tomorrow.        "Hey, kid. C'mon here!" Old man shouted at me.      I immediately run to him for some adventure. At least I'm dreaming of one.  His beard are enough evidence for a little boy like to called him a sort of adventure.   I think I smiled at him so awkwardly but happy.        "First time here?" He asked me.       I nod.        "Why ar