The day I heard that Yeonjun oppa had returned,
I left my room window open for a long time.
The air that day felt like the end of summer,
The wind had a strangely familiar smell.
But no one noticed it
I was the only one who knew.
I wanted to see you.
That person.
But, strangely
I couldn't contact you first.
It was something that could have been easily resolved if I had told my older brother.
“Can’t I watch it too?”
That one word would have been enough to end it.
But I didn't bring that up.
How many times have you opened and closed the message window?
I stopped searching for Yeonjun oppa's name,
Sometimes outside my older brother's room
I also listened to my brother's voice as he answered the phone.
That you're acting like a very childish child
I knew it too.
But it wasn't easy.
When we meet again
Will he smile like he used to?
Should I ask you, “How have you been?”
As if nothing happened
If you treat me like a younger sibling again,
What kind of face should I make?
One day, while I was repeating those thoughts,
My brother knocked on the door.
“Hey, the Fed brought up your story.”
I asked, pretending not to care.
"why?"
My brother said it was no big deal.
“Just. How are you? It’s been a while since the three of us saw each other.”
It felt like my breathing stopped for a moment.
and,
He nodded nonchalantly.
“Yeah, well… it’s okay.”
It wasn't until night that I got the call.
The name remained the same.
Even after changing my phone,
I left that name unchanged.
[Yeonjun Oppa]
[I hope you're doing well. It's been a while. Let's catch up.]
The message was short,
I was dazed for a moment.
The person's speech was the same as before.
Those words, which seemed to have been thrown out carelessly
It felt so big now.
I chose my words slowly.
[Yeah, I missed you too.]
I wrote it like that,
I paused for a moment.
And then
[Yeah, it's been a while.]
I changed the word again.
Even after sending it,
I couldn't put my phone down for several minutes.
Still I,
I was waiting for that person to approach me first.