Sat near the Cherry Blodlssom tree was a little girl, the one that looked exactly like me a few years ago.

I was pretty much taken aback by the way that the child was blankly staring at me. And to me, it felt as if her blue orbs pierced right through me.

The girl then abruptly stood up, padding toward her mother and I heard her say faintly "Mommy, that lady over there, she's headed towards a wrong direction." But it was loud and clear to me.

I completely froze at her words, standing near an oak tree, my mind kept replaying her words.

"Wrong turn." As soon as those words left my lips, I was called by a familiar voice.

I turned and saw Wooshin, beaming at me.

His bright red hair seemed like an absolute beauty when the sun's rays struck it's surface.

It highlighted all his beautifully sculpted facial features.

But something in me.

A little something in me, saw him in a different lens.

A lens in which I thought I'd never be able to see him in.

That was...

Up until now...

Up until when he showed me; pain.

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