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Here it is, for the short fiction sequel to

Little star & Poppular moon

At the end, it ended in a tumultuous and confusing way.

Have you been waiting for a long time? 555 The truth is, the writer finished it a long time ago. But I saved it and didn't upload it myself. Haha.

Summary of dear friends Darling, what will this pair of friends be like? Let's go read about it!

For those who want to read the first part, follow the link below.

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f(x) - Goodbye Summer (ft. EXO's D.O)

         Thank You

[SF Jonghyun – Taeyeon]

Someone is you

Shin goo ra neun ee reum eon saemi wo shin ee reum

The word “friend” has become a word I hate without realizing it.

I'm going to take care of you and I'm going to take care of you.

Feelings that must be kept hidden Even now.... It is still a painful secret.

Urisa injeongri halsu opneunsajin

I can only look at the photos that can't tell the story of our relationship.

보면 가슴 아린 Story

Bomyeongasumahrin

It's such a painful story.

I’m sorry 여름아 이젠 Goodbye Yay-Yeah

I’m sorry

Yeo Reum Ma I Jen

Goodbye

Sorry, Summer, now I have to say goodbye....

F(x) ft. D.O.(EXO) - Goodbye summer

After finishing playing music at the pub, I dragged myself up the stairs to the second floor of the house and straight to my bedroom. In my head, there was only an image of a soft bed waiting for my return in the room. But then the sleepiness disappeared as soon as he pushed the door open and his eyes fell on the picture frame of Anbak Aek that hung prominently on his bedroom wall.

.........I remember throwing it into the storage room many years ago. Why does it suddenly appear on my bedroom wall one fine day? There must be some kind of energy residing in this room!

Stunning! It's so funny. Please help laugh a little quickly!

"mother! Mom, who hung this picture in my room?!”

I shouted loudly throughout the house. I called for my mother to walk out of the kitchen and stand at the foot of the stairs looking at me with an expression that was like she was telling me, “If I don't shut up, something hard might come out of Mom's hand and hit my head.”

“Mom found it in the storage room. I saw that it was a reunion photo of you at the end of high school, so I brought it up for you.”

“Ho Mom! Don't ask me a single question."

“If you don't like it, take it out. You can shout like a kindergartener.”

Mom said before walking back into the kitchen. Leaving me standing alone looking at that heart-wrenching photograph. Yes, that's what my mother said. It was a group photo of me at the end of high school. I stepped into the bedroom and walked closer to the picture. Taking a moment to look around, I found myself at the age of eighteen standing with a big smile in the group of students in the top row......

Always handsome, always good.

Crunchy....

My smartphone vibrated in my jeans pocket, signaling that someone was calling, causing me to pull it out and look at it before I furrowed my brows together into a tight knot when I saw the name that was displayed on the screen: The call that came in was the name of "Jung Yong Hwa," a close friend and the leader of the band that I'm currently a member of.

This guy definitely wouldn't call if it wasn't a life-or-death matter or a big national issue.

[Hi!]

“Hi Pong, if you have something, hurry up and tell me.”

I spoke curtly, annoyed, the tone was too cheerful for him.

[Where did you eat the hornet's nest?]

“Heh!”

[I'm calling to ask if you're going to the reunion tomorrow.]

"no!"

I answered without wasting time thinking. Just seeing photos from the end of high school still makes me feel so heartbroken. Let's not talk about the ridiculous reunion party.

[I'm really sorry. I have to tell you that you have to go.]

"what?"

[Do you remember Seohyun who is our class leader?]

"I remember the person you've been chasing after since first year, but until then he couldn't flirt."

[Hey! Don't come and bring up the past, okay?]

Yonghwa shouted back angrily. before starting to speak in a tone that sounded more businesslike

[Seohyun called and asked me to help find a band to play at the event. I saw that it was an opportunity for us to promote our band as well, so I volunteered to perform myself. I called Jungshin and Minhyuk to tell them. There's only one left.]

The names of two other juniors in the group were mentioned to put pressure on me. Just dream that this would make someone like Lee Jonghyun tremble!

“I won't go.”

[Hoy!]

“I.....have a headache and want to stay home and rest. We already have you playing guitar in our band. I don't mind being the only one missing."

[spit! Headache or heartache?]

“Damn Yonghwa!”

[I'm not asking, I'm ordering you as the leader. If you don't come tomorrow, prepare.........Tid!]

I hung up the phone before Yonghwa spewed out a barrage of insults and threats like he had threatened ten times before but never actually done it. I turned my attention back to the photo in front of me again and felt my heart skip a beat when I saw a short message written in the corner of the photo frame.

“Jonghyun - Taeyeon, friends forever! ♥”

.......I really hate it. That word friend!

If you ask me why I don't want to go to that reunion party. We probably have to walk a bit far apart. Maybe about five years ago. I was eighteen I'm in my final year of high school and will be graduating in a few months. Make an appointment to gather with friends from the same class at a karaoke shop to bid farewell to high school life.

We ordered a few beers to drink (in reality, it wasn't much), and then some idiot who saw that the event was starting to get dull and wanted us to have something more to do than drink and sing karaoke, offered to play a secret game. The rule of the newly invented secret game is that we will randomly select one number of the person in the room.

The chosen person must tell one of his own secrets. And if other people in the room think it's not interesting That person will be punished by drinking a glass of mixed liquor.

Then my misfortune began....

“Number 13!”

Someone shouted loudly. I, who was stumbling after drinking several glasses of beer, took a long time to process who the name number 13 was. What a strange name, until

“Your number!”

Kim Taeyeon nudged me with a mischievous smile appearing on her face as if I had just told her what color underwear she was wearing today. I turned around and looked at her with a dazed expression. Taeyeon is a small, cuddly girl. She has long, shiny black hair contrasting with smooth, white skin and full, bright red lips that remind her of Princess Snow White in fairy tales.

“Hurry up and tell Jonghyun your secret.”

Yonghwa, who was also drunk, rushed me in a slurred voice. The alcohol flowing through my veins made me smile sweetly before turning to look at Taeyeon sitting next to me. Then my unconsciousness due to the many glasses of beer I had drank caused me to accidentally say the biggest mistake in my life.

“I like you, Kim Taeyeon.”

The cheers from our drunken friends echoed around us. While Taeyeon looked distraught. Her face turned as red as a tomato. Until now, I still wasn't sure if her blushing was because she was embarrassed or was almost mad with anger.

........Have you ever heard that the most reliable words are those of a drunk person? Apathy caused by alcohol causes us to do or say things that are deep in our hearts, regardless of our status or relationships.

Bingbong! I'm telling you that I really like Taeyeon and it's not just that I'm talking while drunk! But the problem lies in the fact that this little girl doesn't seem to think like that....

"inferior!"

That girl shouted, her white hand slamming on the table with a violent slam, causing the cheers of her friends to instantly quiet down. Taeyeon ran out of the store, ignoring the many friends who tried to stop her. I was completely sober and immediately ran after him. I finally caught up with her and grabbed her slender wrist just as Taeyeon was about to escape and take a taxi home.

“Tae me..”

Phew!

The sentence that was about to be spoken was instantly erased from my mind by the slender palm that came down hard on my cheek. This was the first time in my life that I had ever been slapped in the face and it hurt like crazy. But it still didn't hurt as much as when Taeyeon looked back at me with a face wet with tears.....she was crying........because of me.

“How fun is it to play with other people's feelings?!”

She snorted, her two slender hands clenching together so tightly that their long legs almost dug into her flesh.

“I'm not joking!”

“Then you tell me you like me. What I said just now is true, not just because of nonsense.”

Taeyeon seemed to be shaking with anger when I kept quiet. Throughout the three years we've known each other, I know that Taeyeon doesn't think of me just as a friend. On that pretty face, there was hardly any emotion that could be concealed. But instead of finding it annoying like I do with other women, I think that what Taeyeon did was cute.

I love it when she secretly turns to look at me in math class. and turn around with red cheeks when we accidentally make eye contact I love the look of joy on her face when the teacher announces that I'm at the top of the class even though it's none of her business. But when I asked him to say whether he liked her or not, it felt like a hard lump was flowing from the left side of his chest and stuck in his throat, making him unable to speak.

"I...."

.....We started from the word friend. And moving into another position is scaring me.

"I am sorry"

“That's what....”

"I told you, you're out of luck!"

.......Yes, I'm truly a lucky man.

The next morning I went to school with red palm-shaped patches on my cheeks. I would turn my eyes wide or raise my fist at those who would look curiously and try to ask what was wrong with me. Especially Yonghwa who looked like he was pitying but still wouldn't stop laughing. Because it knows best how I got this palm print...

The first class of the day went so awkwardly that I almost wanted to hold back my breath because Taeyeon, who was sitting at the next table, wouldn't say a word to me. The voice of the teacher who was teaching in front of the class flowed into my left ear before leaving my right ear, leaving nothing stuck in my brain because the story of Taeyeon kept running through my head. Kim Taeyeon, Kim Taeyeon, and Kim Taeyeon!

.........Finally my patience ran out.

“How long will you be like this?”

I used a ballpoint pen to nudge her and spoke in a soft voice even though the teacher was still teaching. Until Taeyeon couldn't help but turn and look at me.

“Are you crazy! The teacher is teaching right now and we'll both get hit."

"Well, you won't talk to me!"

I started using my voice louder and louder, depending on my mood, until friends sitting at the next table started to look at me.

“I apologize for my ramblings. Let's go back to the way we were before.”

“It will be the same, it will not be the same. Anyway, it's not important to you.”

“Who said!”

“You are very important to me, Taeyeon.”

Bang!

The sound of the rod hitting the sword made me turn around and look at the teacher, and I gulped loudly when I saw the sharp eyes behind the thick lenses staring at me and Taeyeon.

“Have you finished confessing your love to each other?” Teacher

“No!” Taeyeon.”

“Haha” I

“Stand outside!”

“Because of you! Because of you alone, Lee Jonghyun!”

Taeyeon spoke through her teeth while we were standing on one leg in front of the room. I turned to look at her with an expression that was beyond description.

“How can you blame only me? You yourself are wrong too. Is it so difficult for pride to just talk to me?”

“Oh, you think it's my fault, right?!”

“Or not?”

"You're a crazy bastard!"

"I got a crazy infection from you."

pop!

Taeyeon looked like she was about to open her mouth to argue, but before she could speak, the teacher's iron foot ruler slammed down on her head so hard that she cried out.

"What's the matter? These two have been punished for the whole class and they're still not afraid?"

The teacher spoke before starting to sing a long poem about unity and many other things that, even though I listened to them, went into my left ear and through my right ear. Taeyeon and I secretly turned to look at each other before laughing softly every time the teacher was unintentional. Even though it looks a little strange. But back then we were good because of this.

.......I don't know why. Even though being punished like a little child seemed shameful, but having this girl standing next to me to accept the punishment as a friend, it turned out to be fun like that...

I loved every second I spent with Taeyeon. I like it when she smiles until her eyes are closed. Laughing at my stupid jokes until tears flowed. I like the gruff voice. His gait was sluggish, like a gangster controlling an alley. I like that her height is below average. When she stands next to me, she turns into a short girl who has to look up when talking to me.

I like faces that reveal every emotion in their hearts completely. I like everything that comes together to become "Kim Taeyeon" and want us to be like this forever. Whatever it is, whatever it is.

........but that's it. The word forever has never been true.

And then the day I hated the most finally arrived.

The day we graduated.....

A small graduation ceremony was held inside our school. In the morning, course completion certificates will be given to third-year students who have completed their studies this academic year. And of course Taeyeon and I were among those students. After the official ceremony ended Taeyeon, who held a large bouquet of flowers in her arms, ran around hugging friends in the room before starting to cry so hard that her small eyes were red.

I didn't know if I should be happy or not when Taeyeon walked up to me and was hugged tightly by her. Her little body trembled in my arms from crying. Before a soft voice with little sobs spoke up, it was almost a whisper...

“This is the last day.”

........Yes, it's the last day.

I ducked out and hung out on the basketball court until it got cold. His perfectly ironed student shirt for the morning graduation ceremony had frayed out of his pants. Plus it was crumpled all over. Basketball after basketball was thrown into the basket by me without stopping, as if bidding farewell to a court that might never be used again.

“I said you had to come here.”

A small, high-pitched voice called out from the sidelines, causing me to turn to look at the small owner who was walking towards me.

“You forgot something.”

Taeyeon said as she handed her a thick book. I received it confusedly before becoming even more confused when I found out that it was a book called “Grandpa teaches grandson to get rich through business.

SME”

Do I look like someone who likes to read these books a lot? But before I could refuse, Taeyeon came and snatched the basketball from my hand.

“Teach me how to play basketball.”

“You want to play basketball?”

"Yes...I don't know what's strange about it."

“It's not strange. But as short as you are, if you really play basketball, you hope to be trampled to death by others on the field.”

“Yay!”

The short-legged woman shouted loudly. Before changing his determination from playing basketball to throwing basketballs at my head instead. We chased each other around the field for a few rounds before Taeyeon lost her strength and collapsed on the hard concrete floor, helpless. Those white legs peeking out from her short school skirt made me feel annoyed for no reason.

Before turning to grab a jacket from his own school bag, he handed it to her to protect against anything that might come out and greet the wider world unnecessarily. before laying down next to her

“In just a moment, I graduated. I feel like I just started high school.”

"yeah"

I answered with a heavy feeling in the left side of my chest. This little girl was right. Time always passes quickly. And my time will go twice as fast when I'm with Taeyeon.

....Every second for me is precious.

“Father just told me yesterday.”

.....and now

“That they would send me to study in England as soon as I graduated from high school.”

.....Everything is about to end.

“That's good. You've wanted to go abroad for a long time, haven't you?”

I said in a cheerful tone, even though I wasn't sure how I was feeling right now. But for sure, I'm sure it's not happiness.....

“Is there nothing you can tell me? This is the last chance.”

“Okay, then I'll be back.”

Taeyeon said as she pushed herself to her feet. That made me stand up and follow....yes. You're right, this is your last chance, Lee Jonghyun...

"wait a minute!"

I called out, causing Taeyeon who was about to walk away to turn and look at me. Her slender eyebrows were furrowed together into a tight knot and her expression looked like she was expecting something.

"I...."

.....Tell me, Silee Jonghyun. Tell her how you feel.

“I think I…”

But then I found that my courage wasn't enough.

“I want to tell you, good luck.”

Taeyeon pressed her lips together tightly. The most tired smile I've ever seen appeared on his thin lips.

“Those aren't words I want to hear.”

She said before turning around and walking away. Along with something in my left chest that seemed to cut a hole and leave with her. That moment was the moment I discovered two truths at the same time. First thing.....I don't just like Taeyeon. But I love you.

.....and it's already too late.

“Friend” is a word that made me become a man and caused me to lose the woman who was both my best friend and my first love. Five years have flown by like a lie. Many people have passed into my life. I've been with many women, but no one has ever filled the hollow hole in my left breast.

And on the day our relationship ended, no one had ever made me feel like I wanted to cry like the day Taeyeon walked away....

Sum ki go is don oh ran pi mil deul cha ra ri

If secrets that have been hidden for a long time are discovered

Deulgyeos damyeon neoreulbummae an na jul tende

I'll hold you in my own arms

"Hoy! What are you doing standing there blankly?”

Yonghwa's voice and his heavy palm pushing me forward was what called me out of my thoughts. Today was the day our band was to play at the reunion party held on the school's outdoor sports field. A small stage was set up in the middle of the field.

Tables and food booths were lined up, filling an area the size of a football field. I tried to stop myself from looking for a petite woman with white skin like my parents who had purposely made detergent to drink instead of milk in the group of old friends who walked past each other. Taeyeon hasn't arrived yet. Or maybe she won't come at all.

That girl is far away in England. Maybe you don't know that today there is a reunion party....

......Actually, I should be happy. If Taeyeon wasn't at the event, that would mean I wouldn't get to meet her who was the symbol of my cowardice from five years ago. Strangely enough, my feelings right now are not even close to being happy.......

Our band performed after the headmaster finished his introductory speech. We started by playing a sweet meaningful song. A touching melody that Yonghwa composed. And that's when someone stepped into the venue....someone who made my breath hitch and my heart beat faster without realizing it..

........It's been 5 years since we haven't met, Kim Taeyeon.

"Hoy! Damn Jonghyun.”

Yonghwa whispered through his teeth and stomped my foot hard when I was so distracted that I forgot to play the next song. I pulled my eyes away from Taeyeon and focused on playing the music again. The next song is

Goodbye summer

of the band

F(x)

I was the one who chose to cover it because I like the meaning of it. It talks about secretly liking your friend, but until the last moment when we had to leave each other when we graduated, we still didn't tell each other our feelings. Damn it! It's like someone who wrote a song spied on my life and used it to write a suggested song!

I started by scratching my fingers and strumming an acoustic guitar to a rhythm that was easy to listen to. Before Yonghwa raised his soft voice and sang the first verse.

I'm the only one who's got this.

I still remember the noisy chatter between the two of us in the hallway of the school building.

Byeolseomyeonseodowe isridocheulgeowasneunjialassa

I don't know why it's so fun even when we're being punished..........”

After our performance ended with appreciative applause from our friends. Yonghwa excused himself to greet an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time. As for Jungshin and Minhyuk, even though they didn't end up together, High school students from here, but because of their good looks, they were dragged and adored by all the golden beam goddesses from the moment they stepped off the stage.

The end result was that it was just me who had to sit and keep my head down and pick up a bunch of musical instruments.

“The song is nice.”

I was so shocked that I was putting the guitar into my bag and almost let the tens of thousands of guitars in my hand fall to the floor. It's not because I'm shocked or depressed. But because I remember whose voice it was

“Oh....Ahh.”

I know it sounds stupid to say to my first love that we haven't seen each other for five years. But when I turned to see Taeyeon and looked at her close to Baby, my head went completely blank, like my brain had been stolen away. Taeyeon wore a casual t-shirt and a jean mini skirt. Her sweet face was adorned with a light amount of cosmetics.

Her long, raven black hair was tied back with a lace ribbon. Her bangs hung down to cover her forehead and her mini figure made her look like a kid just starting out in high school, despite the fact that it had been five years since we graduated from high school. Even though it looks a little contradictory and nothing special, this is the style that I really like.....

“S.....are you alright?”

“Does my face look like that of a sick person who is about to die?”

Taeyeon's answer along with her sweet smile made my breath hitch.

"Oh....that's true."

“I have good news.”

A sentence that was often heard in dramas after Taeyeon's news made me, who was looking down at the ground, feel suffocated and had to look up at her immediately.

"Ha?"

“I'm getting married.”

Taeyeon said with a smile. But she didn't realize that she had already thrown a heavy fist into my face. My brain processed the newly received information slowly because of the word “marriage” floating around in my head. Along with the sound of someone shouting with extreme satisfaction into my ear, I would never be able to make the hole in my left breast fill again in my entire life.

Because the only person who can do that, you are about to become someone else's. And I'm about to have to eat a complete water chestnut.

“With who?”

It was difficult to speak in a tone that sounded happy to her. I try to smile But it came out more like a person about to cry and bared their teeth.

"with...."

“The man in the poster”

"Ha....."

Taeyeon's answer stunned me for several minutes before I burst out laughing loudly as I realized I had been tricked by her.

"Don't tell me you haven't stopped being crazy about Nichkhun yet."

“Who said I would marry you? I gave him to Victoria a long time ago. There are still a dozen men left in my stock.”

"In my imagination, it doesn't matter."

"this!"

The wall of separation that had been built over five years was shattered in the blink of an eye and she and I burst out laughing.

“Just a moment, it's been five years already. I feel like I just graduated from high school.”

Taeyeon said...it feels like this sentence sounds so familiar.

"yeah"

I answered, and that made me even more reminded of the events from five years ago. The last time we saw each other was five years ago. The day I made a terrible mistake and lost the person in front of me for five full years....

“After today, we probably won't see each other for a long time.”

......The hands of the clock are turning back to their original place again.

“Is there nothing you can tell me? This is the last chance.”

.......God is giving me an opportunity to fill the void in my heart and make it whole again.

“Good luck, have a safe trip.”

"Hoy!"

Taeyeon scolded while I was dying to hold back my laughter.

“I told you, I don't want an answer like this!”

“Haha”

“Isn't this funny, you unlucky man!”

She shouted loudly and shattered before turning around and walking away, stomping her feet.....but don't expect me to let my own heart slip away again...

"wait a minute"

I followed Taeyeon and grabbed her slender wrist. The little girl turned around and glared at me angrily and even made a face like she was about to cry.

"Don't mess with me, you idiot!"

“Oh, I've been waiting to hear this for five years. When you talk, don't you want to hear it?"

Taeyeon ranted a bit more before calming down when I took Ae's slender hand and placed it on her left breast. Where my heart is beating so hard it's almost crazy....

“This place has been a gap for five years now. I've always been trying to find someone. Anyone can help fill it back up.”

“Then I found out that no one could have done that except the person who stole the missing piece from me. And it looks like...."

I smiled before leaning in and whispering the last sentence into the ear of the little person who was listening intently to me with big, sparkling eyes.

“That person will be you.”

“Please come fill my heart as full as before, Taeyeon.”

Taeyeon pushed me to the point of rolling as soon as she finished her sentence. At first I was confused, but when I noticed her red cheeks, I immediately understood that this girl was.....embarrassed.

"Good thing I didn't let you wait until my hair was all white before speaking."

A woman with short legs said as a small figure of below average height jumped up and hugged me so tightly that I couldn't breathe.

“Hey hey, you're about to suffocate your future husband to death.”

"That's enough. What are you doing? Stop calling me that."

"I've been calling for ten years already. I don't know what to change it to, ma'am."

I speak with a bit of sarcasm. Taeyeon loosened her embrace from me. She wiggled her finger, calling for me to reach forward to her. It shocked me to the point of shock when those small, pink lips rested on my lips. Before a sweet voice whispered softly with our lips still pressed together like that.

“Darling ♥”

The end

Writer ::

If the title could be changed, the writer would change the name of this fic to "The last love of Mr. Pod Haek" really was Pod until the end of the story, haha. The plot of this short fiction comes from a song.

Goodbye summer

That was used purely as a soundtrack. You could say that you copied songs and wrote them into fiction. -..-.The meaning is very touching to those who have ever had a moment where they secretly liked their friend very much. Who wants to know the full meaning of the song? Click the link below.

>>> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d-Vgn05jLfA <<<

This one translates very well. Writer confirmed!!

Finally, I'd like to leave this Jongtae fic in everyone's hearts. Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu.

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