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“Miss me?”, Donghae repeated as he held onto the warm coffee. It was nice to see his best friend, since they led very different lives since they graduated from college. It saddened the both of them that they had to separate in such a quick manner, but at least they had this time to catch up.   Eunhyuk feigned a smile,”I kind of do.” He did miss his friend, but part of him couldn’t get rid of that distant memory of Hyoyeon. He was stuck on her, and he couldn’t part with that. Donghae knew his position, and asking Eunhyuk about his problems…was something he had to do as his friend. No, as his best friend.   “Smile better then. I’ll need better proof.”, He said handing him the coffee. Eunhyuk grabbed the cup and sipped it quickly. Without a hesitation, he smiled for real this time. How could he not smile when Donghae is around?   “Thanks. I guess, I forgot about our so-called meet up for a second.”, Eunhyuk  scratched his head in embarrassment. HE was the one that initiated the appointment that took place this instant. He couldn’t believe that he would forget...   “What are you doing here anyways?”, Donghae replied as he took a long sip from the hot beverage in his hands.    “I could ask you the same.”, Eunhyuk punching him in the shoulder playfully.   “I’m touring the place like always.”, He groaned as if it was a gunshot to the shoulder. For all Donghae knew, Eunhyuk was quite the… athlete. His punches are full of power even if they are playful.   “My story? You already know.”, Eunhyuk smile turning into a sly smirk, a sort of secret that only the both of them knew. Then he narrowed his eyes toward his friend,“It seems like a different one, by the tone of your voice.”   “What do you mean?”, Donghae scrunched his eyebrows,  unable to comprehend his friend’s mysterious smirk. Was it something that he, himself did not know?   “An altercation to your story.”, He smirked,”Just kidding.” After all, what could Eunhyuk have known? He only met his friend for five minutes, but something was quite off that he was used to.   Donghae patted his friend’s back,”Not funny. What are you doing here?”   “Just a breather from work. A lot has happened…”, Eunhyuk sighed heavily looking at the sky covered in clouds. It was quite a grey day, although no news of rain…for now.   “Have you fallen in love?”, Donghae asked quickly as he elbowed Eunhyuk  softly on the side. Love was a touchy subject for the both of them. Love was hard to find, and when you find the perfect one , it seems to slip through their fingers just like that. Unable to chase that love, they are left heartbroken. Honestly, both of them are a mess.   “Not since she left me. I haven’t been able to find someone like her.”, Eunhyuk sighed heavily once again as he took a sip from the cup. The warmth from the coffee couldn’t even warm up his frozen heart.   “Listen, I can’t tell you how to love. But she’s gone…and she took a part of you with her. She knows that, but build yourself up.”, He tried to help his friend on the love train, but it wasn’t working. Every year, he tried to hook him up, pep him up, or somehow help him cope with the struggle of losing Hyoyen.    “I need time.”, Eunhyuk sighed as he held his cup. clasping his fingers together as if trying to catch the warmth from the coffee.    “You had 6 years. “, That was the truth. Six years… and he still hadn’t gotten over her death. It’s fresh in his mind every year. Donghae wonders how his friend will live his life if all he is thinking is a dead girl. But it wasn’t Eunhyuk’s fault, it was just…time was not on his side. Time didn’t stop for him, for no one. It was impossible to predict.   “Well, lets stop talking about it.”, Eunhyuk turned serious, even looking at his friend in the eyes. It was too hard on him to keep talking about his first love. Perhaps his only love on this world.   “Fine.”, Donghae agreed to drop the subject, as he bitterly drank the last drop of his drink.   “Did something happen to you? You seem happier since I last visited you in California”, Eunhyuk carefully studied his friend. It seemed like the last time he met him contradicted of how he looked like today.   “Nope. But a weird event happened to me. I got a roommate”, Donghae cooly threw away his drink as he faced Eunhyuk.   “It’s a guy?”, He chuckled, imagining his friend with a guy. It would be funny to him.   “It’s a girl.”, Donghae announced to which Eunhyuk stopped chuckling, it was…a surprise.   Meanwhile, Yoona sat at home, bored and lonely. She would call the hotel, but would forget the words she would say. The language was killing her…if only she had a personal little pocket boy to do all the work. Tired of staying inside the apartment, she grabbed her purse and left the room. She left the hotel, and sat on the sidewalk not too far from the hotel. Why?   She didn’t know where to go, or where anything was.     “I should’ve asked him for a map or something.”, She moped as she watched people pass by her with smiles plastered on their faces. She couldn’t help but sigh heavily each time.   For a while, she watched as people got along with each other and having fun.  Just when she was going to return to the hotel, something caught her eye. It was a brand name store, one she has been trying to find back in Korea, Floral Happiness. Smiling, she went toward the store. It took her five minutes to get there, which was no problem for her.    “Wow.”, She said looking at the building itself. The building was full of gold and pink, with light pink neon letters to catch people like her attention. It was absolutely beautiful,   Entering in the store, her eyes widened at the tons and tons of clothes and accessories held for people her age. She would smile as she took a look at pants, jackets, shirts, and so much more.    “Hello, Ma’dam. Is there something you are looking for?”, an employee asked her in french, to which she tilted her head on one side. She was slowly saying the words that was being fed to her so she could kind of translate it to herself.   Yoona nodded, after she broke down some of the words to her understanding. Then, she saw a scarf of her style. It was a pink with little bows as detail on the scarf. She grabbed it in awe, and held it up to the mirror the store provided.   “Aw, MY STYLE!”, She blurted out in English or possibly the only english she knew.   “Would you like to buy this?”, The employee asked in english this time.   “Ah…Wait a minute.”,She replied holding out her index finger. She could buy it right now, but the problem is that she couldn’t read french money and she wanted Donghae to help her with it. Perhaps translating anything she missed from the talkative employee. Yoona opened her purse, rummaging through it looking for her beloved phone. But no sign of it.   She turned to the employee helpless,”Can you keep? Just for a couple hours?” She gave the employee the old trick in the book: puppy eyes.   The employee nodd