During this whole time I was barely home. I locked myself in my childhood house's attic and put a wall in between me and the world. I made barrier between me and my friends, even my family rarely saw me. Seven weeks is a lot of time. Seven second is not so much. But all those time gaps seemed the same to me. Without Suzy... I couldn't see the point in counting time.

I knew that if she was still on this world, even if on the other side, so far away from me that it would be hard to contact her even through phone, I knew that I wouldn't let a calendar out of my sight counting minutes, days, weeks, until she comes back. But there was no her, so no one could have came back.

And what would she see my like? Lifeless and hopeless, I looked like some homeless person who has lost faith in living. I heard someone come up the stairs and lightly knock on the wood from the other side. My stare was concentrated on to the horizon, which I could see from a little window in the wall. I sighted and looked away at the door.

"What is it?"

My voice was toneless. I saw my mother carefully come in. She wasn't looking at me, her eyes was burning from shame, I wasn't exactly the son she always wanted me to be. At least not after that day.

"The mailman came."

I shrugged my shoulders and glanced at the window once more. Why should that bother me?

"People come and people go."

I stated and zoned out. My mother was still standing waiting for me to say something more. I remembered the night, that night, then I came here, at the place that I called home for so many years, suddenly, out of nowhere, without a warning. I was still warmly greeted, fed and got a corner to hide from the world.

The look on my mother's face as I confessed to just have lost the love of my life was painful and... cold? She patted me on the back, then stood up from the dinner table taking her plate away. I followed her with my eyes as she walked out the room and came back a little bit later with a photo album.

She put down the big old book on the table and ran through the pages. I could see that she was looking for something specific. A wrinkle formed on her forehead as she was getting nearer and nearer the end of this album, but still haven't stopped. After few minutes she finally concentrated on one page. There was a huge photo of me, I was so small and fragile, just a child. Some boy...

There was man holding me in his hands, he looked so happy and cheerful, he reminded me of myself. It was my father. The tears started falling down on the album from my mother's eyes. I wanted to hug her and comfort her. But it seemed like I have lost every single thing that made me a human... From now on I didn't live, I just existed.

That photo album reminded me that I had no photo, not a single frame of Suzy... nothing to remember her by, just my memories. I stood up from the table right before my mother was able to explain why she brought up a book, and why she turned the page with exactly this photo. I just walked out and locked myself in the attic. It was seven weeks ago.

"Mailman had something for you..."

My mother came closer and my skin bewildered. She felt so human-like, and I was nothing like that. I slowly turned around and she had brown paper piece in her hand. A mail, a latter. I took it from her hands and she turned around and walked out without a word.

"Thank you."

I whispered to the closed doors and opened the latter without any idea who is it from. I took out the papers that were inside. One of the dragged my attention immediately, it seemed to be ripped out of some sort of note book.

Jimin,

Doesn't matter how much time will pass you shall always stay in my heart.

I broke down. It was all the words. I flipped the paper but there was nothing on the other side and only this phrase on this one. Tears fell down my face and I held the paper piece in front of me for few more seconds until pressing it against my chest.

The other page that was in the mail looked way simpler. It was just a white paper piece with words printed on it.

We found this between Suzy's things. Lulu is begging you to remember her sister, but don't forget your life. Please son, her advice is very well thought through. If it's not too much to ask for, come and visit her any time you like. She misses the contact with other human's than her parents.

Bae Ki-Woo

I closed my eyes and inhaled air filled with dusts. They found this between Suzy's things. She might not be able to ever say this to me, but at least I know how she feels. And Lulu, her sister was everything to that girl. I needed to visit her, no doubt. I should have stayed strong, but instead I couldn't stop crying and regretting every moment of my life. I did not took Lulu's advice, and I didn't gave my word to Suzy's dad, I should have. I really should have.

"Son?"

My mom carefully asked stepping in to the bathroom. She probably heard me turn on the shower and fill the bath with water. I was sitting in white soapy water with my clothes on. It was just black shorts and white shirt, but I still was too depressed to even take it off.

"Huh?"

I asked her lifting my head for a second.

"Maybe you should visit her grave?"

She suggested and I nodded. But I couldn't clearly think ever since that day. I wasn't sure if I agreed truly or just out of instinct.

"Not now."

I replied lighting up the lighter and the air filled with smoke as I held the fire near the paper piece, my mother gasped and I just glanced at her. Tears were in her eyes, but I just shook my head and she left glaring at me one last time before leaving, she was so obviously concerned about my mental health it was hard to notice how much she cared about my physical stability. I could have burnt here... but in the tub full of water? I don't think so...

I let the flames take over the paper piece with words worth more than gold to me and they burnt together with my memories. The picture of Suzy's smile flashed in front of my eyes as I wrapped my arms around the knees and let the water float out of the bath. Drops were falling down on the floor, but I just followed the last lights of flames completely destroying the paper piece. I closed my eyes and dive in to the soapy water holding my breath.

Goodbye Suzy.