2016, october 29

she closes her diary, feeling melancholic until she decides to pull her phone out to get rid of the sad feeling.

it's odd. after jeongguk left to america, she's never heard from him, but ahreum apologized and now they're somewhat best friends. at first, ahreum felt like she should apologize for jeongguk, but slowly, ahreum started to hang around jiseol and they became good friends.

she has no idea where jeongguk's whereabouts are, but she only knows that he's in america. right now, she's working as a barista in a small, yet convenient coffee shop. there was always a scent of brewed coffee on her clothes, so she's often called the coffee girl.

ahreum is also her co-worker, they're both baristas and they're usually rowdy when there aren't any customers.

"stop looking at that diary," ahreum speaks in jiseol's cloud of thoughts, snapping upon reality. "you have to stop looking at that, it'll make you miss him more." ahreum says, a hint of concern lacing through her voice.

"it's my only memory of jeongguk."

"you say that as if he's dead."

jiseol cracks up a laugh, "well, what if he is?"

ahreum does a thinking gesture, "not really my issue, but i hope he isn't. i hope he shows up suddenly as i'm speaking."

although ahreum doesn't show it, jiseol knows that ahreum misses jeongguk as much as she does. ahreum tends to be bottling up her feelings and shows a good amount of pride, but jiseol tries to make her open up a little. "he'll come back." she says.

and after a few years more,

just a few years more,

until she decides to throw her diary.