The objective heretofore set in his texts was merely a casual check up on her state ... being vigilant to the fact that it was the day of her arrival back to Seoul, back to home and to her family -- back to him. Frankly, there were no intentions of anything aside knowing of her well being, albeit the response he’s received was positively astonishing and held an glistening affect over his expression; it became of some sense of felicity, supposedly, as well as his heart racing into giddiness. At last, he could have seen her again.
No -- it was not an invitation and neither was he oblivious, elusive to it however, by the many years of his life when he got to know Minhee the boy established perfectly that not a mere moment of his presence around her was undesired (even if he held such sentiments deep in his heart of being inadvisable, one of his many fears -- most likely it was solely his anxiety acting up and taking the best of him towards the worse) therefore, sufficing to her already dusted and derelicted (yes, he has taken care of things for her during the time of her absence) was only fair for his hankering heart. He had truly missed her ... it was strenuous and onerous for him to enunciate it throughout the brief, oh so brief conversations they’ve once in a full moon held; all he could hear of was her general state and how elevating the experience were for her while on his side he never had anything new to add ... nothing of the sort he’d like to tell her over a text message, or a lagging skype call. So he awaited as stoically as possible until her arrival, until she was finally back.
It was arduous to percieve such a thing as her resurgence -- he hadn’t seen her for half a year, more or less, that was a remarkable amount of time ... he’s mananged to change so many things around his life and grow significantly that he did not even know where to begin telling her of what had happened all that time in case she’d ask (and she would). Half a year without Minhee was heart wrenching albeit the time passed -- slowly or briskly, in anguish or yearning, how ever it passed ultimately and he could finally witness her warm smile again, after such a long time. And that was one of the major reasons his heart unlike ever before felt so keen, so desirous to see her again; his big sister was finally back, his trembling fist hesitatingly nonetheless firmly knocked on the door -- a genuine clarification of his sensations to the encounter ... feelings of disquietude apprehension and longing to no extent.
