He hugged back and hides his face on his mother's shoulder.

"Let me tell you this again son.. It's not your fault on what happened to Chenle.. I also believed Chenle doesnt blame you.."

Jisung lifted his head up.

"I just want to know how's he doing... Did he recovered really well? Does he remember me?"

"Jisung... They always say that if two person are really meant for each other... You'll both meet again.. Even though there's plenty of hardships you'll both faced, true love will always succeed..." Mrs. Park smiled.

Jisung smiled back to his mother.

"Thank you, Mom..."

"Anything for you, my dear.."

Thud! Thud!

A knock can be heard coming from their front door.

"Is your dad home? I mean it's too early.." Mrs. Park asked.

"Let me get the door, Mom..."

Jisung jolted up from the bed and rushed to the front door.

He opened the door, revealing a tall man standing in front.

"Is this where Mr. Park Jisung leaves?" the man asked.

"Hello Sir.. I'm Park Jisung..." Jisung replied politely.

"Oh? Hello Mr. Jisung.. Sorry for not recognizing you.. I'm a mailman from Seoul.. I've travelled really far just to give this letter to you..."

The mailman hands a golden envelope to Jisung.

"Sorry for the inconvenience, Mr. Mailman.. You've travelled really far just to give this.."

"Nah. Don't be sorry, Mr. Park.. It's my job after all..." the mailman smiled.

"Can you please sign on this?"

Jisung signed a document from the mailman.

"Thank you, Mr. Park. I'll be leaving now.. Have a great day!"

"Thank you, Mr. Mailman. Safe travels!"

Jisung closed the door and went to the living room to read the letter.

"What is it?" his mom asked while folding clothes on the chair.

"No idea..." Jisung replied while opening the letter.

His eyes widened with shock.

It was from Chante et danse University.

Jisung read it aloud.

Dear Mr. Park
       
                        We are happy to inform you that you passed the entrance examination to our university. We are pleased to welcome you to study here at Chante et danse. We are very eager to mold you into a best dancer in Korea. It also attatched in this letter the requirements you need to pass and fees that you need to pay.

                                               Yours truly,
                                                Irene Bae
                          Dean of Chante et danse


Jisung jumped from joy. He was so happy he passed the examination.

"I'm so happy for you, Jisung..." his mother stood up and hugged him.

But reality soon hits him hard.

His smiles soon turned into a frown.

"What's the matter, sweetie?" Mrs. Park asked worriedly.

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