flashback.

‘Sunbae, do you not planning to move? Changing scenery or something?’

‘No, I like it here. The rent fee is cheap enough for me. Beside, this building get enough sunlight in the morning. Human needs that.’

‘But this neighborhood is so dangerous at night. You heard about the molester case today, right?’

‘But I have these good neighbors, halmeoni and her grandchild, owner-ajussi, little Dayoung in first floor and also that pretty-eonni upstair. They are all good people. I get all supply in my fridge from them.’

‘Really? Not going to move?’

‘Sure. Even if I need a home in the next life, I would be glad to be here again.’

‘You and your Buddha…’

‘But you like it here, too. I think you came here more often than your own home.’

‘That’s only because no one in this neighborhood know me. Dayoung only knows Red Velvet eonni-dul instead of EXO. And surprisingly, no one know that I’m here.’

end of flashback.

“Yoon!!!!”

He woke up while screaming ‘Yoon’ loudly, a second later he opened his eyes and tried to catch his breath, and then he realized that everything was just a dream. The whole car was shocked and the driver nearly hit the car in front of them.

“You okay, maknae?” Baekhyun ask in worry tone. “You need water? You look awful.”

He nodded. “Water, please.”

The older give him a bottle of water, still have this worry expression on him. “Bad dream?”

He nodded. “Not really. I was…shocked. That’s all.”

“Last time you had bad dream was when Luhan left. You sure you’re fine? Not sick anywhere? Fever?” he put his palm in the younger forehead, checking his temperature. “You’re a bit hot. Put some fever cooler. You’ll get better.”

The younger nodded his head and lean comfortly on his chair while looking outside the window.

“Who’s Yoon, anyway? I never know any Yoon among your friend.”

“I wonder myself…” he said while putting on some fever cooler in his forehead.

Thanks to the bad dream, now I have some clue where to find sunbae. I remembered went to her apartment after she left to States and when I didn’t find her, I ask the building owner. The building owner only knew that she moved abroad so sudden and he decided not to rent her room to anyone soon. I came three or four times there –when I had bad day– just to sit in the front porch where sunbae and I usually talk.

I scroll through my contact list and find the building owner contact. Call.

‘Yeoboseyo?

Sajang-nim. This is Sehun, do you remember?

Yes, yes, room 205’s cousin. Aigoo…Have you been well, sajang-nim?

Ah, yes, yes. I wonder if my cousin back to your building…’

♪

I finish my recording a bit earlier than usual then I decided to try to come to her apartment.

‘Yoon-agasshi? Yes, yes, she back a month ago here.

But someone already took her 205 so she move to 204.

Sehun-goon visit here sometimes, DaYoung always ask when will Yoon-eonni's cousin come…

Yes, yes, I will wait for you. See you soon then…’

I never knew the first step I landed in the porch of her building would be this nervous. She would be there in her room, I don’t know if I would recognize her face or not. I don’t know if I can talk well to her or not. I don’t know whether she hates me or not.

Building up my courage, I took one by one stair with every single pray I could say. This is even more nerve-wrecking than my debut stage. Great, Oh Sehun. Great.

I don’t need long time to arrive in front of her room, 204. The hallway unusually seems so quite thrilling. I would back off anytime. But the urge feeling to see her was beyond anything.

I pressed the bell.

Once. Dingdong.

Twice. Dingdong.

One second.

Two second.

Three second.

…

Ten seconds.

My legs almost give up because of trembling too much. Should I just go home? She probably not home. Maybe.

“Yes… Who’s there?”

Thug.

That voice. That voice I clearly recognize. That voice that should have been any Radio DJ because of its cheerfulness and sweet.

“Who’s there?” she asked again.

“Oh…Se…Un…”

“I can’t hear you. Who’s there?”

“It’s Sehun, sunbae.”

“Sehun?”

I nodded.

“Who Sehun?”

“Sunbae’s junior in college, Oh Sehun.”

“Ah! Sehun? Yes, please come.”

Awkward.

Awkward.

100% awkward.

♪

She opened the door and welcoming me. She still in her blue bathrobe and she has a towel in her head. ‘Sorry, I was just finish showering’, she said. Her room was almost the same, except the new interior and the wall painting. This room is the mirror version of her previous room, 205.

“Take any seat available, please.”

“Yes, thank you.” I said while taking a seat in a comfy red sofa right in front of her TV.

“Any drink you want? Tea? Warm milk? Ice cream?”

“Coffee, please.”

“That wasn’t include in the things I offer you. You seemed to drink more caffeine lately so choose between tea, warm milk, or ice cream. I have mineral water if you want.”

“Warm milk, then.”

“Good choice. Wait a minute.”

I nodded my head twice and my eyes followed her walking towards kitchen, pouring some chocolate milk into two glasses and put them in microwave. After set the microwave into three