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'No matter where we are, No matter with who we'll be No matter how we've been hurt by each other, We've come this far. And so,  Be Happy. Be Happy. Be Happy.'     "Gyuri ya~! Seungyeonie come!"   "What?!! Omma, Seungyeon really came?"   "Hurry come down."   With her amazing speed, she arrived down the stairs in just a few seconds, dressed in just a T-shirt with a purple flannel jacket, and her hair tied in pony tail, almost ready for work. She froze at the beaming sight of the now-leader of Kara, the sweet smile she hasn't seen for quite some time.   "Ommo, Seungyeonie...what....you're....but how did you know..."   "Ya, aren't you going to give me a hug?" The smiling petite young woman opened her arms and Gyuri finally manage to convince herself that it was really Seungyeon standing in front of her with a backpack on her back.     -----     "Gyuri-ya, Seungyeon, stop working and have a drink first." The middle-aged woman placed a flask with 2 cups and a plate of freshly baked cakes.   "Ommo, cakes! Thank you ommonim? Join us?" Seungyeon jumped and her eyes instantly brightened. Gyuri's mom had always been like her own mom, in fact, it's the same case with all members and their moms.   "No. It's fine. I'm sure you two have a lot to catch up."   "Thanks omma." They both bid farewell as the elder woman disappeared from their views.   "Seungyeon-ah... Why did you come actually? You haven't answer me." Gyuri sat on the floor and took off her gloves, reaching for the flask as Seungyeon sat herself right in front of her and took a cake without even taking off her gloves.   "I need some answers, Gyuri. Are you sure this is where Park Gyuri belong? Strawberry farm? Picking strawberries? Yah, how come our goddess turned into a farmer?"   "Why? Anything wrong with that? You ate so many strawberries just now, don't think I didn't see what you did." She smirked slightly with a straight face. "They taste really good, don't they?"   "Gyuri-ya, be serious! When are you coming back to us? Kara needs you. The fans ask about you all the time. We need you too. I don't like being a leader."   "What are you talking? I am being serious. I like being here, the fruits make me happy. They can make me forget about things I don't want to think of, while taking care of them. I don't even know if I should go back to that world. I'm happy here. Even omma and appa said they like it here."   "What do you mean you want to forget? But you said last time, it's just temporary and probably a year. It's already a year now. I'm here to take you back."   "I said 'probably' didn't I?"   "Gyuri-ya!"   Seeing Seungyeon's face tensed, Gyuri knew it was time explain what needed to be explained.    "I can't. Not now. I'm scared. Trust yourself, Seungyeon. Kara would be fine even without me. I monitored you girls' successes. You're doing great, even without me."   Seungyeon shook her head. She didn't like it when Gyuri seemed resigned like this. But Gyuri does look calmer, naturally. Since there were no sharp jabs of the glitz and glamour world to cut her here. But Gyuri was strong, a strong person like her belongs to that tough world, not here. That's what she thought of her leader.   "Sorry if you find it personal for me to ask, but is this because of Eunhyuk that bastard?"   Gyuri wasn't shocked. She had a hunch Seungyeon would brought his name up. She had been blaming Eunhyuk all along whenever they interacted through e-mails.    "Gyuri-ya, what...did you wrote in that letter to him anyway? J...Jiyoung..I think that kid stole it and gave it to that jerk. She really believed he'd be able to make you come back."   "What? Isn't the letter for him anyway? You kept it away...? Oh dear, I shouldn't have sent it to you to give to him." She frowned. "Anyway, it's good if he already got it. He'd get the message and move on, live well."   "Ugh, I still can't understand why you'd be so nice to send him a letter. Don't tell me you still love him! He