Pit pat pit pat pit pat

Teardrops of rain falls from the dark sky making the world feels wet and moist. People walks here and there almost as if they're about to run as they cover themselves with their bags or hoodies over their head since none of them have the thought to brought along their umbrella.

I don't blame them though. It wasn't supposed to rain today anyway. 

The weather girl clearly says that is going to be bright and sunny today, and well, I'm stupid enough to believe that and decided to stroll around the city. Which brings myself running to the other side of the road without any bags or hoodie to cover my poor wet head. 

I found myself standing on the bus stop where almost everyone sheltered themselves from the rain. Thankfully, I can squeeze my giant self between a old man and a high school student despite how small the bus stop is. 

Droplets of water drips down from my hair and I realized that my whole outfit was drenched. "Tch, holy fu-" Annoyed by the sight, I almost let out a small curse if it weren't for the old man glaring as if he's about to cut down my throat. Shutting my mouth off, I awkwardly bowed to the old man without getting any respond from him. 

Then I remember something as my eyes gone wide, and panic literally takes over my face. In reflex, my hand just shove on my jeans pocket, trying to see if my fingertips touch a cmall cold metal thing. I sighed in relief when I felt it and my mouth broke into a side smile as I took out the small guitar charm that covered with silver paint around it.

Thank god I didn't lost it. 

what is this metal thing? well let's just say, this is my lucky charm.

I remember one of my co-workers asked me while pointing at this charm, "why do you always carry that around?" I chuckled at that question and I guess right at that time he knew the answer. 

The thing is, this charm isn't a charm that I can replaced with an exact replica of it, because this charm is the only thing that can give me a little hope that I can and I will find her. The one who gave me the charm. The dear friend of mine whom I've lost 10 years ago. And her name is Choi Jinri. She is someone who makes me feel different, who makes me smile, and someone who makes me vow to search for her until I find her and I will never, ever, let her go again. 

I smiled at the taught as my eyes averted to the charm in my hand before securing it tight in my grip and placed it back into my pocket. 

"oh?" the rain stopped. 

People around me began to talk in a happy tone and one by one, they started to leave the bus stop with smiles on their face. I looked around and found myself smiling at the thought of everyone happiness. It's a little creepy but well , they call me happy virus for nothing. 

Now, the only one left in the bus stop is myself and a girl who looks around my age standing just a few meters beside me. I turned to her and saw that her hair was drenched wet, and I could clearly see that her bangs are disturbing her sight. But the weirdest thing was, she was smiling with her eyes looking up to the dark sky. She stretched out her hand and feel the remaining raindrops that drips from sky, "pit pat pit pat pit pat" she giggles. And for a second there I thought... I just saw Jinri. 

The way she said that, it sounded like how Jinri used to say whenever it rained 10 years ago. Could it be... 

My eyes got wider and my mouth just hungs open like I've just seen a ghost, and without realizing it, I was staring at her and I guess she must've noticed it when her smile suddenly faded and she slowly turned to me, looking at me with that innocent eyes of hers. All I could think of is that those single eyelid eyes are somehow similar to Jinri's. 

Then that means... is she? is she Jinri? Did I really find her right at this second? 

A vague sound of Mr. Mr. by Girls Generation were heard from inside her bag. Her phone was ringing and with one swift move, she broke our staring contest to take that call. 

"yeoboseyo?" 

I turned my gaze away and planned to asked her name, but then her last answer to the call made me chuckled and realized that I'm a complete idiot.

Pabo Chanyeol  I taught to myself as I shook my head eagerly and started to walk away from the bus stop. Have I gone nuts back there? to think that person is Jinri just because she has eyes and a habit like her? Baekhyun had always said that I'm a crazy-rabbit when it comes to Jinri matters. And I must admit though, he is somewhat right.

"yes Jongin-oppa, this is you're one and only Sulli" she said to the other line. 

yes, It's crystal clear that she is not Jinri. 

What will fate have in mind for this two friends?

A/N : annyeong chingudeuls! This story is inspired by the drama I Miss You and movies lke A Walk To Remember and The Lucky One. Yes, I've decided to write this story because I really love them and I have so many ideas for this fic. I just hope that I didn't lost inspiration for it. And though, it will take some time for me to update this due to my busy college life, I hope you guys understand and appreciate how I spent this small time to update the fic :) thank you so much for everyone who encourge me to do this fic :) and yes, there will be much more characters and also, much more dramas, fluffiness, and tears  in the next chapters :'' so stay tuned! :)

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