"Well, this is the last of my clothes," I said, stuffing the last shirt into my suitcase. "Are you ready, love?" I heard Yixing say from the doorway of my room. I nodded, zipping up my luggage and taking it to the living room.

It was a week after our high school graduation. That's right, Yixing and I have graduated. We're adults and out of highschool now. And now that we're done with school, Yixing has to go back to Seoul to continue work.

And I get to go with him.