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I turned on the news.
It was 4:45 P.M.
You told me the plane would arrive at 4:50.
Only 5 minutes left, Minho.
For you to see me.
For me to see you.
The lady kept on talking about car crashes and social media threats.
It didn't matter to me because my heart only focused on you.
That is...
until something happened.
"It seems that we have some breaking news. It is said that the S.B. plane has crashed. I repeat: crashed. The passengers on board have been seriously injured and are being transported to a nearby hospital. This is Kim Seo-ha and you're watching ANews."
You.
You were in that plane.
You were gone.
Injured.
Dead.
We couldn't see each other.
We didn't even say goodbye.
We only communicated through letters.
We were going to be happy.
But it seems like life doesn't offer happiness.
At least not for me.
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u n u s u a l
(Haha. I told you it was sad. But honestly, there's a sequel to this.)
(Will it be sad too? Idfk.)
(I'll make it happy for you, peeps.)