The second field trip's first stop is Everland.

I come out of the bus with the sun blaring in my eyes, Beomgyu's arm hanging lightly from my shoulder. He's singing softly to himself, and I'm guessing that the tune comes from one of the tracks on his upcoming album. The other TXT members follow suit, along with the other students in the Hankuk summer program. There is an air of excitement buzzing above our heads, the thousands of possibilities of what memories we'll make here in this theme park.

Mrs. Jo hands us tickets, and from there we're free to wander the theme park. I follow Beomgyu, exchanging greetings with the employees at the entrance before stepping into a world of cheerful music, frolicking kids, and the screaming of those participating in the rides.

"Where do you want to go first?" Beomgyu asks me.

I realize that we're alone. The other TXT members have been distracted by a vendor selling cute, plush hats of various animals, and the other students have formed their own cliques and are venturing off into the various attractions of Everland.

I point to the biggest ride in our vicinity. "Let's go on that one."

"Rolling-X Train?" Beomgyu lets out a low whistle. "You're a brave one, Jayden. You seriously want to go?"

I nod in earnest. "Yeah. I didn't brave those hours of bus riding for nothing."

Beomgyu grins. He smacks me lightly against the shoulder. "That's the spirit. Well, let's head off then."

I stand in line while the parties ahead of us are seated. It's a brutal pattern of waiting, stepping ahead every few minutes, and cringing at the raw screams of mixed joy and terror. Beside me, Beomgyu is practically shaking in excitement. His eyes follow the train car like they're tracing patterns of constellations in the night sky. He becomes a kid in the presence of this humongous ride.

Soon enough, it's almost our turn to go.

"I have an idea," Beomgyu says.

I raise my eyebrows, trying not to shake in fear of what's awaiting us. "Yeah?"

"You're not fully over your heartbreak yet, right?" Beomgyu eyes me in suspicion.

I think back to my ex boyfriend. It seems that all I have to do is close my eyes, then my brain automatically takes me back to the night of our breakup. The break of horrible news on his bed, our last kiss, his promises to always be my friend even though I knew that we'd grow permanently apart. Beomgyu is right. I'm not fully over my heartbreak. It's an embarrassing part of me, but for some reason Beomgyu mentioning it doesn't bother me at all. He's truly become one of my best friends, and my trust with him to tell him the complete truth of my feelings is part of the evidence.

"You're right." I take in a heavy breath, trying hard not to fall back into my emotions too hard. I'm here to have fun. I'm here to live and forget. "I still think of him a lot. It's like... every time there's a moment of silence, he comes along and ruins my mood. It's annoying."

"Oh, I bet." Beomgyu releases a sigh, like he can sense my overload of feelings. "You know, Jayden, I've never been in love. But I have certainty that by the end of this trip, you'll be healing and more whole than when you came to this country."

If I had no semblance of self-control, I'd break out in tears right now. Beomgyu is way too sweet for someone who has only known me for two weeks. "Now," I say, coughing to avoid getting emotional, "what was your great idea?"

Beomgyu taps his right fist against his left palm. "I was thinking, right as we take off, you know—when the rollercoaster is about to make its first big drop.... You should yell out what you want to say to your ex."

My mouth drops along with my heart. "Huh?" I picture myself screaming my private life to a dozen individuals who are riding the rollercoaster, confusing them with my sudden display of sorrow. "That sounds like a terrible idea."

Beomgyu's eyebrows furrow. "C'mon, Jayden. I think it'll relieve a lot of stress. It's like writing a letter that you'll never send. It has a great deal of benefits without you having to actually talk to your ex again."

The conductors are calling us to take our seats. I follow Beomgyu to the front of the car, where we sit in the very front—no one else in our sight. Before I can argue with Beomgyu any more, the train begins to climb the tracks. The expanse of Everland spreads before our eyes, and the cheerful music fades into just a bare whisper against my ears.

"Are you gonna do it?" Beomgyu asks. He turns to me with a hopeful smile. "Jayden, it'll make you feel better. I promise."

I think about a lot of things in the short minute that the Rolling-X Train brings us to the height of a small mountain. I think about Naomi and Joyce, how I'm probably being watched by sasaengs who follow the TXT boys everywhere. I think about my family back home, how they're embarrassed of me even liking a boy in the first place. I think about my few weeks in Seoul, how I went from miserable to fulfilled because of a person named Choi Beomgyu. Lastly, I think about my ex boyfriend. His face haunts me as the roller coaster climbs. I think about him with the boy he left me for, the one he said he liked for the entire year he was my boyfriend.

In my head, he's at his new lover's place, cuddling on the couch and using the same sweet words and demeanor which fooled me in the first place.

Soon enough, the roller coaster falls.

"I hate you, you stupid human being!"

Beomgyu laughs beside me. He clutches my arm as the rollercoaster falls and spins, turns and accelerates. Beside me, Beomgyu is the best friend I never knew I needed. With him, the wounds I carried with me to Seoul are beginning to heal.

And that boy I left in Hawaii? I have a feeling he'll soon be drifting from my memories.