"Will you listen to my story?"

I was taking a train to Busan. It was a really snowy day and I was finally going to see my Boyfriend. I hadn't seen him for two months because of a trip with my family to France. It was a beautiful place and I really wish could've stayed, but I desperately missed my home town and my best friends-those seven idiots, plus my boy friend. I watched as trees passed by, greeting me with a wave from their branches.

I had finally arrived at the train station and immediately took out my phone to call him. Hongjoong. I've only heard his voice for the few months I was gone and wanted to see his face. And of course we've face timed many, many times, but nothing compares to seeing him in person. I dial his number and called him. There was no answer, so I called him multiple times again. "Aish, why isn't he picking up" I said as I rubbed my arms. I was really cold and the wind began to blow harder than it did before. I dialed his number once more. After that, I would go in the small shop they had over in the corner of the station.

He finally answered this time around. "Hey, Hongjoong, where are-" "Oh, jagiya. I'm sorry I picked up so late. I'm actually in a interview right now so I'll call you back" "But when-" "Wooyoung will be there to pick you up" "bu-"

After that, the call ended. Wooyoung would pick me? I wondered about this for a while, only because last time I heard from Wooyoung, he was in Canada trying to become a model. So was he back? Did he come back after I left? Anyways, the sooner he got there, the sooner I would be warm again. Until then, I hid in the the little trinket shop they had sitting in the train station.

I waited quite a while while for him to arrive. A few minutes turned into many more minutes-which eventually tuned into hours of waiting for him. It was almost completely dark out and the trinket shop was about to close. I would have no where else to go if he hadn't gotten there soon."I wonder if he's stuck in traffic....it is really snowy" I thought.