Before I knew it, the flight ended and I arrived in Brazil.
I was afraid of the unfamiliar country.
Louis and I got off the plane and went through immigration together.
Louis took good care of me.
My aunt and uncle were waiting for me at the airport.
Goodbye, Mim-ah. Don't forget to call me.
I was so sad to part ways with Louis.
As my expression darkened, Louis spoke to me.
“Mim-ah, do you like karaoke?”
"karaoke?"
“Yeah, I really like it. It’s exciting.”
“I can’t sing...”
Let's definitely go to karaoke. It'll be fun.
Louis said he would sing a song for me.
I was excited because I was looking forward to Louis's song. And I could smile.
Yeah, I want to go too. Make sure you go.
Really? Great. Goodbye, Mim-ah.
Louis turned around and greeted.
I was so disappointed about that, so I called Louis over again to say hello.
“Bye!! Let’s definitely go to karaoke!”
Louis, who was on his way to the car, turned around and waved.
Was that expression a look of regret?
And so we parted ways.
