Our paper planes✔

"Connected"

He found out where I live.

That was the last thing I wanted.

But Who? How? When?

Of course! That day. The day we first met.

Why would any of those questions matter now. He's found it out anyways.

"Why won't you let me enter, I came all the way here"

"Who asked you to come all the way here"

"Hi Chareong's mom--"

I quickly pushed him out the door and exited myself when he was trying to catch my mom's attention for an entry. He's smart when he needs to be.

"Is there any specific reason to meet me"

"Nope"

As expected.

"I just thought to waste my time on you again"

Was I supposed to laugh or hit him.

I'd be glad to do both.

"Taehyung, I have to go"

"Can't you stay for a while more?"

There was so much hope swirling in his beautiful eyes and I didn't want to break it. I'd be a devil if I said no to such an angelic smile.

"I have so much to tell you, you know"  He said.

"But I can't seem to tell anything. I'm so worried"

"Worried about what, Taehyung?"

I asked. But all he did was smile again.

A smile that didn't seem happy. It was rather filled with so much grief.

"Chareong, look!"

Taehyung screamed and my eyes were looking where he wanted me to. Our smiles collided at the sight of the broken star that was falling down.

"Quick make a wish!!" He yelled once again and I could see his eyes were already closed.

I did make a wish. But that is for later to say.

Yes, of course I was curious of his wish.

"What did you wish for"

"Exactly this"

He said looking down, beside my shoulder. It was then that I realised our hands were connected.