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Paper airplane-Yeonjun

Paper airplane.
That was the beginning of our bond.


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The summer I was eight.

While I was spending time alone in the yard as usual
something dropped with a thud over the wall.


A crumpled, clumsily folded paper airplane.

And then a clear, crisp doorbell rang.


Ding dong-


When I opened the door, what I saw was a boy who looked about my age.

He pointed to the paper airplane in my hand and said,




"That's mine."

"Oh... here."



When I handed him the airplane, you smiled brightly and pointed to the house across from ours.
"I'm Choi Yeonjun, who just moved into that house.




What's your name?"
"....Han Yeoju."

"Your name is pretty! Let's be friends."

From that day on, every day at 6 p.m. we exchanged paper airplanes.




When I unfolded the airplane labeled 'To Yeoju',

it was filled with kind words written in crooked, clumsy handwriting.
And like that, our time kept piling up.


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The summer I was eighteen.

As time passed, before I knew it, we were in our second year of high school.


Even so, you never changed.

Every class period, you folded airplanes out of Post-its

and sent them flying to my desk.
On the Post-its,



_Yeoju, do you want to hang out after school today too?

_Let's go to the snack bar together during break

They were only little everyday things like that,


and because of it, I got scolded by the teacher a lot, but somehow I didn't hate it.
But then..







Then you, as if by a lie, were gone after an accident.


You were someone who was always jealous of stars, too.

"Stars... even when they just stay still, they shine. I'm jealous."

Who would have thought you'd really become a star.


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I miss you.

That face, that voice,

even the paper airplanes.
I miss it all so much.

Years have passed, but I still miss you so much.

_Choi Yeonjun, I miss you.



Unlike you, I now try sending a paper airplane folded quite skillfully

toward the sky.