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Every morning for an ordinary high school student like Kim Ye Won It probably wouldn't escape having to wake up early to go to school on a regular basis. Yewon had a deadline of only 7:00 AM to get up and get dressed. Because if it's past the time mentioned above I won't be in time for the bus.

But that was not something Yewon had to worry about at all. Because no matter what, she never wakes up late. Yewon is a punctual person. and very orderly

A small figure walked along the sidewalk. and stopped in front of the bus stop The place where she had to wait for the bus to go to school regularly.

Yewon lifted his wrist with his wristwatch to check the time. Of course it's not late. Plus it came ahead of time.

Slender hands gathered her short skirt above her knees before sitting down on a wooden chair under the canopy waiting for the bus. With that, he took out a pair of white headphones from his skirt pocket. and plugged it into her own mobile phone

Yewon's favorite song and other songs played according to the personal playlist she had set.

Before I knew it, the bus that Yewon took regularly had stopped in front of me.

A small figure stepped onto the car. Look around No matter which way you go, you will always meet the same people. But that's not Yewon's problem, meeting the same old faces. The problem is, is there enough space for her to sit? The school isn't close by. It takes approximately 20 minutes to travel.

“Looking for a seat? This place is free.”

A cheerful female voice spoke up as Yewon was looking for a seat. Even though Yewon was wearing headphones. But the music that was played was not too loud to the point of not being able to hear the surroundings.

“Yes, thank you.”

I was secretly shocked and a little happy. To have someone who is kind to you like this

The small figure gathered up her skirt. and sat down on the seat next to the girl who had called her to sit with him. That girl was even taller than Yewon. And he's also wearing the same high school uniform as Yewon. 'It's not familiar, it's definitely not the same model. Plus it's so beautiful.'

Yewon shook his head. Thinking of something that is really bad manners. Even though we had never really known each other before. But what was surprising was that this young woman was completely unfamiliar to Yewon, even though Yewon regularly rode this bus…

“I'm Choi Yuna, and I'm in 5th grade.”

“Kim Ye Won, Grade 4.”

Yewon even had to take off both of his headphones. to talk with Yuna So that it doesn't look too bad manners.

Many months had passed since the two of them had known each other. Yuna also has feelings for Yewon. Of course, Yewon also has feelings for Yuna. To put it plainly, they secretly like each other.

Until finally Yuna was the one who asked to be a lover or a boyfriend. Yewon who didn't hesitate to refuse. He quickly responded and agreed.

Every day, Yewon always sings to Yuna. Because Yewon has a dream of becoming a singer. And Yuna has always supported her girlfriend's dreams as well.

Eventually, Yewon applied to be a singer for a major label and made it to the final round.

The small figure sat and looked at the white paper filled with black letters in his hand. It was a congratulatory note for making it to the final round. With his girlfriend Yuna watching by his side. Probably because I was very happy to be able to make it to the final round.

“Very good.”

“Not that much.”

“Don't just be humble. Yewon really sings beautifully.”

"I'm being too helpful!"

“Haha, let's fight this time. I'm rooting for you."

Encouragement is always important. I admit that Yewon was nervous too. But with encouragement from her girlfriend, no, from everyone, she didn't give up on singing auditions. and made it to the final round.

Her dream is about to come true.

Two days before the final audition. Yewon decides to let Yuna choose the song for the audition. And the song that Yuna chose was

The way 

Yuna said that the song suits her voice very well. She truly is Yewon's girlfriend. She always knows.

"It's tomorrow. Keep fighting."

"I'm already fighting."

“I will fight with you.”

“Fight and don't back down. Whoever retreats first loses.”

“I definitely won't lose.”

And then the last day arrived. Yewon was very excited. But you will never be nervous. Because this round is the round that will determine the fate of your dreams.

It was getting closer to Yewon's turn every minute. While she was waiting backstage, she tried to call Yuna. But there was no response signal… When it was like that, I really couldn't help but think too much. Yuna usually answered her calls. But in this situation No matter what, we have to stay optimistic first. Yuna may turn off her cell phone as per performance etiquette.

And then Yewon's turn arrived.

A small figure stood on the stage judging her dreams in a pure white dress. Both palms gripped the black microphone tightly. As if feeling afraid of something Yewon looked around the audience. No matter how I looked, I couldn't see Yuna at all. She's not a person with bad eyesight. And she made sure she looked carefully.

Thinking about it, I can't help but feel sad that my loved one isn't here to watch her make her dreams come true today. Yewon used her fingertips to smooth away the tears from her face. Now she has to do her best.

Her singing voice is gone. Instead, applause from the audience and the judges broke out.

Yewon's dream has come true.

After she entered the manager's room to sign a contract with the label, She hoped that after opening the door to this room, Yuna will come to congratulate her.

But Yewon was wrong.

A slender hand opened the door. Instead of meeting someone you love I met Hwang Eun Bi. Yuna's close friend

Eunbi carries a large bouquet of flowers to congratulate Yewon on her dream. before handing it to the small figure without saying anything

“What about Yuna?”

“At the hospital”

“What do you say?”

Eun Bi sighed. With tears welling up in her eyes, Yewon was shocked. Eun Bi's eyes now showed signs of sorrow. It is a sight that is not easily seen...

“Yuna got hit by a car while crossing the street to buy her this bouquet of flowers.”

“Yuna is in the hospital right now. and the doctor said Yuna didn't survive.”

Yewon nearly collapsed as soon as he saw Yuna's body. It's good to still have Eun Bi to support her. She hugged the tall, lifeless figure lying on the bed in the emergency room. A body covered in wounds and blood from an accident It's hard to endure that wound. Yewon shed the most tears in her life this time. The time your lover had to leave because of your dreams...

'I have successfully fought'

'How do you plan to fight? Why did you give up?'

'Stay and fight with me first, Yuna..'

'Thank you for always helping'

When I regained consciousness and felt myself again. Yewon was already standing in front of Yuna's grave. A small figure in a high school uniform slowly placed a small bouquet of flowers in front of the gravestone. Just thinking of Choi Yoona's name in my head. Tears were about to flow down my cheeks every time.

“Hey loser, I will debut tomorrow. I'll have my own song. I really want you to listen. I want you to compliment me again.”

“I miss you.”

Alarm clock at the same time Yeowon's deadline time is seven in the morning as usual. Even though she is an artist in a major label But studies must always come first.

A small figure walked along the sidewalk. and stopped in front of the bus stop To wait for the car like every day But it seemed like today she was only a few minutes late. Haven't even gotten to sit down yet. The bus has already broken down.

Yeowon stepped into the car. Looking around, I still saw the same people. Still scanning the car to find another seat. and vacant seats It's where Yewon and Yuna usually go to school together. Yewon decided to sit there.

Small hands gathered up her skirt and sat down by the window. It was the position Yuna liked to sit at. He picked up the white headphones. and plugged it into her own mobile phone. If possible, I'd like to remove the other earphone so Yuna could listen to music as well. But it's probably not possible anymore...

End.

Very fleeting. I told you I had a liver ache!!

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