⌗; finally summer ⌗
It's been nearly a year since the two have seen each other. Though they kept in touch through social media and the internet and whatnot, the days seemed to go by as if a single twenty four hours lasted for a month, and Minghao found himself longing for her. He missed how they'd always get ice cream and sit on some road side. He missed how they'd joke around and tease each other to the point where it would be considered rude by most (though, they didn't mind). He missed having someone he could argue with one day and return to their previous status the next day. To put it simply, he missed his best friend.
"Stay strong," is how their phone calls, text messages, and video calls typically ended. Minghao was well aware of her situation. In fact, Minghao might be the only person she has ever dared to tell: she was bullied. Because of this, the teen couldn't help but have this recurring pang of worry for his friend whenever his phone light up to alert him of an incoming text message. Some nights he wished he could come to her personally -- he wanted to defend her. She was so dear to him that he felt troubled being unable to help. In this circumstance, he was completely powerless.
As the school year began to wind down to it's end, it seemed as though he couldn't manage to keep his composure knowing she was to return to Palm Island in a few days. The night before Yeoreum's expected arrival, he promised her he'd be present when she did arrive. And he was. As soon as he caught sight of the female, he practically clinged to her for a good five minutes before giving her the good old noogie (which she probably hated -- not that he really cared).
"Man, you have no idea how boring it is without you here. It was like mischief was begging to be made. Thank God it's finally summer."