Penmates

Can you remember your first time using a pen? Maybe a pencil? 

Honestly, you would be lying if you said you remembered the first time but one certain time stuck out to you. 

It was a rainy day. You can remember that because you weren’t allowed to go outside for recess, the favorite part of the day in 4th grade. As you sat in your chair sulking about your afternoon, your teacher clapped her hands to get everyone’s attention.

“Ok, now boys and girls. I have a fun activity planned today. Now I might have mentioned it before but I have a sister who is also a teacher in New York. We thought it would be fun if our classes were penpals!” 

“What’s penpals?” 

“Ah well, penpals are basically people who become friends by writing letters. Each of you will be given someone to write a letter to, so everyone pull out a piece and paper and a pencil please.”

Despite your thoughts still lurking on recess, your body reacted on its own to grab the materials you needed. Setting the notebook down on your desk, you grabbed your pencil and just held it in your hand. One by one, your teacher handed out a sheet to each student until she reached you. 

“Ok Porter. You will write to Jennifer. I ran out of boys sadly but I’m sure this will still be fun.” 

A groan left your mouth as you heard it was a girl you were gonna be forced to write to. 

“But I don’t want to write to a girl Mrs. White.” 

“Porter. This is your assignment. You need to do it. Just have fun with it. Talk about anything you like.” 

As your teacher walked away, your eyes just started at the blank sheet. The scratches from your classmate's pencil’s echoed in the air as you just sat there. 

“Three more minutes!”

You knew Mrs.White would be mad if you didn’t write anything but you had nothing. Each second that ticked by the more nervous you felt. With one minute left you quickly scribbled a few words and there and put your pencil down. 

Hi, I’m Porter. How are you?

Your teacher came by and saw your note and frowned a bit. Despite that, she grabbed your note and folded it. Once she put it in an envelope, she took it back to her desk. Maybe that would be the end of all that. 

A week later you found yourself walking back into class after recess. As you sat down at your desk, you noticed a small envelope sitting on top. 

“Ok, everyone. Your letters from your pen pals have arrived. Feel free to open the envelopes and read what was written to you.” 

Looking around, you saw your classmates grab their envelopes and begin to read the notes they got. Following their example, you ripped open the envelope and pulled out the piece of paper. Opening it, you saw there was more than you wrote. 

Hi Porter, I’m Jennifer. I’m ok thank you. Where are you from? I’m from New York. It’s loud but fun here. Is it fun where you are? What do you like to do? Bye.” 

As you finished reading the note, your hands extended out and ripped a new piece of paper to write. You honestly aren’t sure why you grabbed some paper when you didn’t want to write to her in the first place but it would be rude not to respond. 

Grabbing your pencil, you began to write. 

Hi Jennifer. I’m from New Jersey. It’s loud here too but I have fun. I like recess. What about you? Do you like recess?” 

As you finished your note, you folded it and set it down on your table. Mrs. White came close to you and saw the letter was ready. 

“Wow. You are done already. I’m glad I didn’t need to tell you to write to her.” 

“I’m not mean.” 

“No. You aren’t.” 

Grabbing your letter, Mrs. White took it and put it in an envelope. Guess it’s just waiting time now. 

5 months later

It was the final day of 4th grade and you sat at your desk. Everyone was excited it was the day before summer vacation, but you were excited for another reason. 

“Ok class. This is the final letter from your penpal so please enjoy.” 

Tearing the envelope open, your eyes quickly scanned the words on the sheet of paper.

Hi Porter. It’s the last day of school huh? I had a lot of fun talking to you all this time. I know we are done with the letters in class but can we keep talking? I asked my teacher and she said it’s ok. Send me another letter if you want to. Please?

“Porter?” 

“Yes, Mrs.White?”

“Jennifer seems to really like talking to you so she asked her parents to see if you guys could keep sending letters. I already asked your parents also and they said ok. Would you like to?” 

Your body reacted on its own as you just nodded aggressively. 

“Very well then Porter. Your parents have her address to send the letters so feel free to continue. You are the only one who is gonna keep talking to their own pen pal.” 

“Jen is really nice.” 

“Well, I hope it continues to be fun. I’m glad I could get you a new friend.” 

Walking away, you could agree with her. You really do have a new friend. 

6th grade, October 

Walking into your math class, you went over to your seat and began to take a seat. A sharp pain shot all over your butt as you jumped up. Looking down at the chair, you could see there was a thumbtack facing up. Laughter came from the other corner of the classroom as you saw your usual bullies enjoying your suffering. 

Moving the thumbtack off your chair, you took your seat just as the teacher walked in and commenced his class. The rest of your day continued with much of the same. Dumb pranks being pulled on you while everyone else’s just ignored it. 

Your walk home was calm for once as you managed to avoid all the other students leaving. As you saw the familiar outline of your home, you noticed the mailman dropping off your stuff in the mailbox. Seeing him made you excited, so you decided to run the final stretch to your home. 

Once home, your hand opened the mailbox and pulled everything out. Grocery store fliers, bills stacked on top of everything. Despite looking for a few seconds, your excitement never dissipates, and for good reason. 

At the bottom of the pile, a letter addressed to you could be found. From the handwriting alone, you could already tell who sent you this. Running into your home, you closed the door behind you and ran up to your room. 

Closing the door, you jumped on your unmade bed and ripped open the cover. 

Hi Porter. I hope your family is ok. I’m sorry you have been struggling with bullies at school. I want to tell you something my own parents told me. They said people who bully others normally have a horrible life at home. They just do it to make others feel how they feel. Keep that in mind, they are just sad about their own lives. 

Let’s talk about something else to distract you. I recently heard some music that I think is cool. It’s called K-pop. I’m Korean so I know what they are saying but you might not. Either way, the beats are great. Check it out. I recommend 2NE1. 

I have to get going but I’m looking forward to hearing from you port. Take care, please. 

Love Jen 

A large smile was plastered on your face after hearing from your best friend. Before you write something back, you decide to turn on your computer and go on YouTube. Typing in the name Jen gave you, you saw a couple of options pull up for this group. 

Easy to say you were a bit reluctant to even listen to this music but Jennifer never did you wrong. Clicking on the first song, you noticed the title was Fire. The loud EDM-style beat started playing in your ears. Your head began to bop to the beat despite not understanding all the words. After a minute your whole body began to dance along to the video. It was official, you were hooked with just one song. 

The rest of your afternoon was you going on a K-pop binge. Jumping all around from all these different artists, having fun. After a few hours, you heard a knock on your door it opened. 

“Porter. Dinner is ready. Also, what’s with all the noise in here?”

“O-Oh, nothing mom. I was just getting ready to write back to Jennifer.” 

“Well just write up your letter and then come down for dinner. Ok?”

“Ok, mom.” 

As the door closed, you made your way back to your desk and got to writing. 

Hey Jen. 

I’m not even gonna lie. That music was so fun to dance around with. If you have more recommendations then let me know. 

Thank you for saying those nice words also. You’re my best friend and I appreciate it. Mom came and told me dinner is ready so I should head down. I will talk to you in the next letter. 

Bye, from Porter. 

As you ended the letter, you quickly folded it up and put it in an envelope. All of your envelopes are already stamped and ready to be sent with how often you talk to Jen. Walking downstairs with the letter, you placed it down on the table next to the front door and made your way over to the kitchen. 

Your best friend really did help distract you from some of the bad things in life. 

8th grade, August 

Summer vacation is one of the best times for a kid. As you sat down in the living room to watch tv, you couldn’t help but take small glances at the clock above the screen. As the clock strikes 1 pm, you dashed from off the couch to the mailbox outside. 

You timed it perfectly as the mailman had just dropped off the correspondence for your home. Grabbing all of it, you ran back into your home and jumped back on the couch. 

Looking through everything, you quickly found the letter addressed to you and ripped it open. As you read through the letter the best you could. With the obsession of K-pop between the two of you, you both decided to work on your Korean. Jen obviously wanted to make sure she kept up with the language her Parents spoke but you wanted to finally understand what you have been singing along to. 

After 2 years, your Korean is decent enough that you can have a conversation. 

Dear Porter

Sorry I missed our letter last week. Lately, I have been stuck singing all the time. My parents even tell me to be quiet at times with how I begin to belt songs out. 

I actually want to run something past you. What would you think about me becoming an idol trainee? Sure you have never heard my voice but I keep having these dreams of me performing on a stage. Maybe that’s a sign. 

If I do go with this I would have to go back to Korea for the first time in years but I think I could do it. What do you think, Oppa?

Be honest.

Love Jen 

Yes, she calls you Oppa even if you are only a few months older. 

Right off the bat, you knew if she went back to Korea the mail would probably have to stop but you were not about to stop this girl from going toward her dreams. 

Getting your pen and paper, you got to writing.

Dear Jennifer

Don’t ever be sorry if you miss a week. We might have to get used to that. 

If this is really what you feel is meant for you in life then do it. Even if I said no, you should follow your own gut. Yes, I haven’t heard your voice but I can just tell you have an amazing voice, just trust me on my gut feeling. 

Go for it. I know you can do this. We can figure out how to keep in contact later. I wish you luck in deciding what to do. 

From Porter

Only time will tell how this continues.

10th grade, November 

High school somehow had a change. You ended up with a reputation for being very relaxed with everyone and helped people when they needed it. Nobody made fun of you anymore and in fact, respected you. With your new confidence in school, you began to take up new activities to make more friends. 

Hockey ended up being your pastime. Making up for some of your spare time in the afternoon. Some of your other time was also spent on a few girls. 

Yes, girls. You had a random glow-up one day that brought you the attention of plenty of girls. You had a few girlfriends in a year and a half but they always ended with you not being able to give your everything to the girl. 

As you stood outside the front of the school, your now ex-girlfriend was walking away as you just ended things with her. It hurt you but it was for the best.

With no practice today, you made your way home on the bus. After the short bus ride, you got back home and walked into your home. With the house empty, your legs went straight to your room as you lay down on your bed. 

A bit of time passed as you got back up and sat at your desk. A part of your afternoon is spent just doing your homework until it’s 5 pm. At that time, a ringing sound could be heard in your pocket. Searching, your hand pulls out your cell phone and answers the call you got. 

“So how full is the bus today?” 

“Surprisingly empty. Even though I’m running a bit late.” 

“Did you forget to put on your alarm?” 

“Yes. It was an accident.” 

“You gotta make sure your school attendance is good. Too many mess ups and they won’t let you continue as a trainee.” 

“I will make sure to continue doing well. Don’t worry about me, Oppa.” 

“Speaking of doing well. I’m assuming that’s how you are doing with your training?”

“I-It’s tough but I think I’m doing well.” 

“I k…”

“Oppa I’m sorry but I need to hop off the bus. We can talk later tonight, bye.” 

Before you could get another word out, Jen hung up the call and left you there. You weren’t mad at all as you knew she was late for school. Putting your phone down, you ended the rest of your afternoon with dinner and a few games. 

1 AM came around as you began a FaceTime call. After a few rings, the call was answered. Looking at the screen, you could only see some brown hair as well as a brown eye. 

“We have been FaceTiming for a year and a half now and I have only seen the corner of your face all this time.” 

“I have told you before. I’m shy.” 

“I know I know. I’m just playing. How was school today?” 

“Not bad. I managed to make it with one minute to spare so that was good. I have practice in a few hours and you started a call. Figured I could kill time with my B-Best friend.” 

You couldn’t help but notice a small flutter in her tone as she said that. 

“Well thank you for picking up my call. I actually sent you a care package to your P.O. Box. I’m not sure if you got it yet.” 

“Yeah, I stopped by the post office. I see it’s a box. What’s in it this time?”

Not waiting for a response, Jennifer ripped off the tape of the box and opened it. 

“Yessssss cheez-it’s. They can be so hard to find here in Korea. Thank you!”

“No problem. There are a few other snacks in there so I hope you enjoy them.” 

“Thanks, Porter Oppa. I never got to ask but how was school for you today?” 

“Oh. It was ok.” 

“H-How’s Natalie?” 

There was a bit of a sad tone in that question. 

“Oh. I ended things” 

“WAIT REALLY? I mean why?” 

“I couldn’t reciprocate her feelings properly. Why continue a relationship I’m not entirely in?” 

“Yeah, I get that. That happened to me with all my previous relationships. I guess I’m stuck on trying to find the perfect guy.” 

“W-Who is the perfect guy?” 

“I-I guess it would be a sweet guy who encouraged me with everything and helped me when I needed it.” 

In your mind, you were hoping she was describing you but it’s best not to assume. 

“What about you Oppa? What’s your dream girl?” 

You. That’s what you wanted to blurt out but it would be best not to risk it. 

“A sweet girl who will want to talk to me even when she is tired. Someone who just gets me.” 

“W-Well. I hope you find your dream girl one of these days.” 

“Enough about relationships. What song did you choose for your monthly evaluation?” 

“Well this is a bit of a throwback but I’m doing Lonely by 2ne1.” 

“I love that song. 2ne1 reminds me of you and the start of my love for K-pop.” 

“Yeah. Man, I can't believe it’s been a few years already.” 

“Yeah. Time really flies.” 

That statement was very true as you took a small glance at the time, it was 3 am. Your body reacted to that sight with a yawn. 

“Shoot, it's been a few hours already. I should let you sleep. Good night Porter. I’ll talk to you later. Love ya.” 

“Night Jen.” 

Hanging up the call, you quickly close your eyes and lay on your bed. Exhaustion took over as you quickly passed out. 

12th Grade, June. 

As you parked your car, you stepped out of your vehicle with your cap and gown still on. Today was a day of celebration but you didn’t feel like doing that. As you entered your house, the sound of nothingness was apparent throughout the house. 

Sitting down on the couch, you just sat there in silence with a picture frame in front of you. 

Two months ago your parents sadly passed away in a car accident. It was the shock of your life that nearly broke you. You managed to graduate but just barely. The only thing you don't have to worry about is money. They left you enough to last a decade. 

Staring at the image, your eyes began to water slowly. You could have started sobbing if it wasn’t for the sudden ring from your cell phone. Cleaning your eyes, you pulled out your phone and saw who was calling. Pick up the FaceTime call, you smiled at the screen. 

“HAPPY GRADUATION!” 

“Thanks, Jen.” 

Even after all this time, Jennifer was still hiding her full face. All you could see on the screen was her left eye. 

Despite only her eye on the screen, she could look into your own. 

“If I was there I would hug you myself. Your parents would be proud.” 

Those few words were enough to make you break your facàde. Your tears began to roll down your cheek, falling from your face. 

“I miss them. I-It’s just hard being alone.” 

“I’m sorry Oppa. They were great people. Every time I talked to them, they treated me like I was a part of your family too. 

“Yeah. That’s how they were. Kind.” 

“I know you said you are alone but I want you to remember that you have me. I'm not going anywhere.”

A simple statement but it reminded you that Jennifer had stuck by your side for so many years. She would continue to stick around. Smiling towards the screen you cleaned up your face and laughed a bit. 

“Thank you, Jen. It’s a happy day. I should try to be happy. It’s what they would want.” 

“Yeah. I actually took the whole day off from all plans so we will spend the whole day eating and watching movies. Ok?” 

“Sure. That sounds great.” 

Your whole day went by doing exactly that. Eating junk food and watching movies all day. The pain still lingered in your heart but Jen did everything she could to make you happy.

Once it got dark out, you looked at the time and saw it was early morning. A small snore could be heard from the phone. Jennifer stayed up all night with you to celebrate. This little action just confirmed how you felt. 

Picking up your phone, your finger hovered over the red button. Before you ended the call, you said four words to the sleeping girl. 

“I love you, Jen.” 

As your heart pounded from saying those words, you hung up the call and laid back on your couch. Maybe one day you can tell her in person. 

November 2022 

In a year, you found yourself studying in a little trade job. Higher education wasn’t really in your sight for the future and you felt joy working with your hands. 

After a long day at work, you found yourself cooking. And by cooking, you were just heating a microwave dinner. Pulling the small box out of the microwave, you placed it down on your kitchen table. Grabbing your utensils, you began to move your food around till you heard your phone ring. 

A groan left your mouth as you were already getting ready to eat. Pulling your phone out, you saw it was a number you didn’t talk to often. 

“Oh hello Mrs. Huh. How are you?” 

“I’m well Porter. How are you?” 

“I’m ok. Was getting dinner ready.” 

“Oh I’m sorry to bother but I want to talk to you about something.” 

“Oh sure. What’s up?” 

“Have you had a chance to talk to Jen today?” 

“No, not yet. I haven’t spoken to her in 2 days but we speak when she can. She says her training is getting harder so I don’t want to bother.” 

“I see. Well, Jennifer has been stressed lately and I was thinking about giving her a gift to make her happy.” 

“Oh, that’s a great idea. Did you want me to pitch in?” 

“No. I want you to be the present. I think it’s time for the two of you to meet.” 

Your eyes shot open at those words. Was she serious?

“W-Wait really?” 

“Yes. Me and Mr. Huh think it’s time for the two of you to meet. She needs her best friend I feel and it’s best to get an actual hug from you in person. We will cover all the costs and such. You just need to be there in time to be her Christmas gift.” 

It was your dream to meet Jennifer in person but should you do it? 

Your heart took over somehow as the word “absolutely” left your mouth. 

“Perfect. So the plan is that I will tell Jen that a package from me is at the post office. She always lets me know when she’s gonna go get it so you will wait for her there. She will hold a medium size red box with snowmen all over it. When you see her, you can go and surprise her!” 

A little bit of a weird plan but you were down for it. 

“Ok. Let’s do this then.” 

December 22nd, 2022 

Sitting in a restaurant, you found yourself just going over things. You had a month to plan your visit so you decided to see what else you could do in South Korea during your trip. 

Conveniently enough. On the 24th, there was gonna be a special fan sign meeting for your new favorite group. Lesserafim quickly took the place as your favorite 4th gen K-pop group. Each member had qualities you loved so you were excited to meet every single one of them but one specific girl always caught your attention. Yunjin was such a chill and cool person that she seemed like the type of person you could talk to for hours. 

Heck, it felt like you almost knew her. Her voice even seemed familiar. Probably just your imagination. Either way, you were excited to get to meet the idols who made you smile. 

Taking a final bite of your chicken, you raised your hand and asked for the check. A woman quickly ran over with it and put it on your table. Seeing the total was 30,000 won, you placed three 10,000 won bills on the table and walked outside. 

With a short two-minute walk, you entered a post office and sat down at a chair. 

Today was the day you would meet her in person. To say you were nervous was an understatement. Taking a few deep breaths, you began to relax until your ringtone went off. Pulling it out of your pocket, you saw it was Jennifer’s mom. 

“Hello?” 

“Porter. Are you there?” 

“Yes, I am Mrs.Huh.” 

“Perfect, she will be there in two minutes. Remember, the red box with snowmen around it is her.” 

“Got it!” 

Hanging up the call, you continued to take small glances at the door that people entered and left. Finally, after what seems to be Four minutes, you happen to see 2 girls enter the building with masks on. You couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity with these two subjects but you paid them no mind. 

At that time your mind gave you the bright idea to start looking around as the girl could already be in the building. Once looking, you were met with a nightmare. Several people had red boxes with snowmen on them. As each person passed you, the more you felt confused about who Jennifer could be. Heck, maybe she wasn't even here anymore. 

At that moment, you got the bright idea of calling Jen’s phone and seeing if she picked up. Once your phone was out, you found Jennifer's contact info and clicked on her number. Putting the phone up to your ear, you began to look around to see if anyone with a red box picked up their phone. 

As your eyes scanned the group of people, you heard a ringtone come from your left side. Looking for the source, you saw the two girls from earlier walking out with a red box with snowmen. As one of the girls puts up her phone to her ear and removes her mask, you finally hear a response through your phone. 

You had no doubt, that was Jennifer. Standing up, you began to run after the girl. 

“Hello? Oppa?” 

“Oh hey, Jen.” 

Once outside, you looked both directions and saw the 2 girls walking towards a van. Running behind them you began to get closer and closer to them. 

“Why does it sound like you're running?” 

“I-I am.” 

Finally, behind the blonde girl, you tapped on her shoulder. The girl jumped a bit and turned around. Once she faced you, your eyes shot open. Your heart began to pound as you stared at the familiar girl in front of you. It was Huh Yunjin from Lesserafim. 

“J-Jen?” 

“O-Oppa?” 

Both you and Yunjin stood there in silence for a moment until you heard a cough. Looking for the source, you saw it was the girl next to Yunjin. 

“Hi there. I'm Chaewon. You are?” 

“I-Im I-Im P-Porter.” 

Chaewon’s own eyes shot wide open as she heard your name. You were so confused about what was happening but you knew you needed to speak to Yunjin. 

“I-I never knew you were-“ 

“I TOLD YOU WE SHOULDN'T MEET!” 

Before you could get another word out, Uunjin ran towards the van and opened the door. As she jumped in, you began to run after her until the driver came out of the van and grabbed you. 

“HEY! LEAVE OR I'M CALLING THE POLICE.” 

“Jennifer! Talk to me please!” 

The man that grabbed you got angrier but before he could do anything you heard a voice next to the both of you. 

“Oppa. He's a friend, please don't call the police. Just give me a minute with him ok.” 

The man who you could now assume was their manager let go and sat back in the van. 

“Porter. Let's step back.” 

Listening to Chaewon, you both backed up from the van, out of earshot. 

“I’ve heard a lot about you. What are you doing here?” 

“Her parents made this happen. They thought it was time for the best friends to meet in person. It was a surprise.” 

“Of course they did. It's a great gift idea but you caught Yunjin off guard. Just give her a minute to cool down. Are you in town for a while?” 

“Yeah. I'm here for a couple more weeks. I was also gonna attend the fansign but I guess I shouldn't now.” 

“No, it's ok. You can come. I'm sure she will be ok with all this by then. Just give her a bit, ok?” 

“O-Oh ok then, Chaewon. Thank you.” 

“Call me Noona. It was great to meet you either way. I’ll see you at the fansign.” 

With a nod, Chaewon ran back to the van and sat down. As the door closed you could see Yunjin was just staring at you. Once the door was closed it began to drive away. 

It wasn’t until you were all alone that it hit you. Yunjin’s English name is Jennifer. Her last name is Huh and she lived in New York. How were you so dumb?

Despite all this, you were just hoping that Jen wasn’t mad and would talk to you later on. Seeing a cab, you hailed it down and made your way back to your hotel. 

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The ride in the van was silent. Chaewon nor your manager decided to talk to you as you just looked down at the ground. Once in the parking garage, you opened the door and made your way up to the apartment. Time just flew as you were suddenly at your front door. 

Once the passcode was typed in, you made your way into the home and ran into your room. Seeing there was no one in there, your hand quickly locked the door and then threw the box on your bed. Ripping it open, you found a small envelope in the center of the box. 

Pulling it out, you opened it and found writing that you recognized as your mother's. 

Call me. I hope you liked your gift.

An annoyed grunt left your mouth as your hand pulled out your phone. Finding your mother's number, you rang her up waiting for her to pick up. As you heard someone pick up, you didn’t even let them get a word out. 

“MOM, WHY?” 

“Why what? Did you enjoy your gift? Is Porter there with you?” 

“No, he’s not here mom. I-I got in the van and left him there.” 

Silence is all that could be heard. You could already tell your mother was not happy. 

“Huh Yunjin. I taught you not to be rude. Why would you do that?” 

“Because I’m not ready to meet him in person yet!” 

“So when will be the right time? When you are both senior citizens? You always say you aren’t ready. Why?” 

Before you could answer you heard the door handle begin to rattle a bit. 

“Unnie? Are you ok?” 

“I-I’m fine Eunchae. Just on a call with my mom.” 

“Oh sorry. I’ll go.” 

As the sound of footsteps hit your ears, you heard a ring come from your phone. Your mother was now wanting to do a facetime call. Picking it up, you could see the angry look on her face. 

“Why do you keep saying you aren’t ready?”

Hesitation is what you felt before you spoke until it just came out of your mouth. 

“What if he acts differently because I’m an idol? Do you know how many times he told me Yunjin from Lesserafim was his bias? Not only that, I have been lying to him for a year now.” 

As your mother looked at you, her angry stare became one of care. 

“You have known Porter for over ten years now. Does he seem like the type to change because of that? If I recall correctly he always said Yunjin was his bias because she seemed like the two he could be great friends with. That’s what you told me he said. He will still treat you like his best friend, he will also understand why you kept it from him. What is the real reason you are scared to see him?”

It wasn’t until your mother said those words that you realized those weren’t the real reasons.

“Yunjin, Sweetie. Be honest with yourself. What is the reason?” 

“What if he doesn’t love me?” 

You were shocked those words left your mouth but that was the real reason. 

“Sweetie. Do you really think a boy who spends all his time waiting to talk to a girl, even sacrificing his sleep, doesn't love her? I have seen how the two of you talk over the years. That boy is head over heels for you and he had never even seen your face.” 

The source of comfort from your mother finally filled you with a confidence you never had before. 

“Oh my god. I LEFT HIM JUST STANDING THERE MOM!” 

“What are you doing talking to me then? Go find him!” 

“Right. Bye mom!” 

Unlocking the door, you yanked the door open. Out of nowhere, you felt a weight fall on your body as it dropped to the ground. On top of you was the combined weight of all of the Lesserafim members. 

Jumping off you, the girls all stood up and helped you up. 

“Sorry. We couldn’t help but be nosey. Are you ok Yunjin?” 

“I’m Kkura Unnie. I just really need to go find Porter.” 

“Yeah, manager Oppa doesn’t want us going out for the rest of the day sadly.” 

“Chaewon unnie. Can you talk to him, please? I need to talk to Porter Oppa.” 

“I’m sorry Yunjin but he said no exceptions. I do have a nice bit of information to share with you though. Guess who will be going to our fansign?” 

“P-Porter?” 

“Yeah, he will. Take that moment to say a few words to him.” 

“But I want to say more than just a few words!” 

“Why don’t you invite him to our Christmas party at the dorm? We can all talk to him more at the time also! Most of us will be leaving before midnight to visit our families so you can have some company until tomorrow as well.” 

“Zuha! You’re a genius!” 

“I know. So guess we are all meeting your future husband then.” 

A slight blush filled your face as the girls laughed. 

You were gonna try to make it up to him. 

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December 24th, Christmas eve

Stepping out of your taxi, you began the short walk up the sidewalk to the building. Seeing a small line for the door, you got behind everyone and began to wait. After a few minutes, the line began to move into the building. 

Once through the metal doors, you saw everyone going up to a desk where they were checking in. The process seemed to be shorter than you thought as after 5 minutes you are in front of the woman. 

“Welcome. Do you have your QR code to check in? I will also need to see an ID.” 

“Yeah, one sec.” 

Pulling your phone out, you opened the email with the QR code and handed it to the woman. As she scanned it, you pulled out your passport and handed it to her. Matching your id with the information on her device, the woman handed it all back and gave you a small badge. 

“Ok Mr. Ward, now you just need to pull your number out of this box and it will decide what seat you will be in.” 

Putting your hand in the box, your hand began to roam around passing small pieces of paper. Landing on the top right corner, you grab the piece of paper closest to your hand and pull it out. Unfolding the blue sheet, you felt excitement and Nerves as you saw the number Seven plastered in the middle. 

“Ah. Lucky number seven. You will be in the front row! When you enter, just look for the chair with the same number. That will be the seat for the fansign.” 

“Thank you, miss. Have a good day.” 

A few steps away from the desk you made it to the security section. Once you pass the various machines and people checking you, your legs follow the signs to the hall for the fansign. Entering, you saw all of the previous people in line already in their seats. The excitement is plastered on their faces despite having face masks on. 

Walking into the front row, you looked at the numbers until you found your seat. Sitting down, you proceeded to pull out your phone and just play on it. Various people were walking around and such but your concentration was stuck on your mobile device. 

Open on the notes page, your eyes scanned over the various things you had written. Each paragraph was a different thing you could say to your best friend. Should you be funny? Nice? Dorky?. 

You had options for all of those but your mind was running a million miles per hour, thinking about what was possibly the right thing. Time just passed as you suddenly heard the tap of a hand on a microphone. 

At the top right corner of your phone, 6:00 pm was plastered. 

“Alright, ladies and gentlemen! Are you all ready to see Lesserafim!?”

The cheers that left everyone’s mouths nearly left you deaf at that moment. Despite the back of your mind still being stuck on what to say, your excitement overtook all other emotions you were feeling. As your own cheers began to fill the air, the door on the right side swung open. 

A man you recognized as manager from before walked into the hall with the girls in tow. Chaewon walked in first, waving at everyone in the crowd. Next was Sakura who was shooting finger hearts at everyone who did the same. 

You thought it was going in age order but as the playful maknae ran in and jumped on Sakura, you saw it wasn’t. Riding on Sakura’s back, Eunchae's actions just warmed your heart. Kazuha got closer to the Maknea and began to pull her off her unnie’s back. 

Despite the sound of laughter filling the room, one distinct laugh blessed your ears. Even in this full room, you could recognize the sound of your best friend. As she walked in, a smile was plastered on her face watching her members' interaction. 

The black beret with little white cloth balls dangling matched her white sweater on top. Below all of that was a short checkered skirt that showed her long legs. You were hypnotized by the young idol as she stood on stage, next to her group mates. 

“One two three, Hi we are Lesserafim!” 

Applause from yourself and other fellow fans filled the hall from those seven words. As each girl looked around, Yunjin’s eyes suddenly met with your own. It felt like you two were the only ones in the room at that instant. 

Her face was just blank as was your own. A sudden tap on Yunjin’s shoulder brought her back to her senses as she went back to the fansign. With each joke that the members made, the more you forgot about your worries. 

“Ok, I think we have killed a little bit of time. Let’s get started with the fansign. Pull out your albums and they should have post-it notes on what pages you want to be signed already. With that said, let’s get out fansign started.” 

As everyone clapped, you pulled out your album and went over what pages you wanted to be signed. 

“Hello, ladies and gentlemen. Now we will be going in numerical order. Number one will start with Chaewon, then go down the line. Each person will go up as the next chair opens. Ok?” 

Confirming you all understood, the first fan made his way up the small stairs and sat in front of the baby cheetah. As each person went up the staircase, you prepared yourself to meet the idols that stole your heart. 

A security guard at that time tapped on your shoulder and pointed at the first open seat. As you stood up, your legs began to shake as you stepped closer and closer. The three steps up to the stage were soon behind you as your behind sat in the chair. 

A wide smile was on the leader's face as she saw you. 

“Porter! How are you?” 

“O-Oh I’m ok Chaewon. How are you?” 

“Good and remember I told you to call me Noona, ok?” 

“Right. Sorry, Noona. I’m not really used to that. Also doesn’t help that I'm such a big fan.” 

“It’s ok. I'm sure you will get used to it. We have heard so much about you that you are basically a friend of ours already.” 

“W-Wow.” 

A small ring of a bell let you know your minute was over with Chaewon. Passing your album to Sakura, the cheese ball smiled at you. 

“I’ll talk to you later. Enjoy the rest of the fansign!” 

“Thank you Noona.” 

Sliding to the next seat, you are now face to face with the oldest member of Lesserafim, Sakura. When in front of the Japanese girl, her face gave you a giant smile as she made eye contact. 

Looking down at the album, her eyes almost popped out as she saw your name. 

“So you are the famous Porter.” 

Sakura must have said that louder than she intended as the rest of the members down the line looked over at you. A small blush must have appeared on your face as Sakura began to giggle. 

“Don’t worry. I have only heard good things. So how long have you been a fan?” 

“O-Oh I was a big fan of Izone and was very sad after, well you know what. The second I heard you and chae would be in a new group together I was so excited and couldn’t wait. Your debut didn’t disappoint.” 

“Well, I’m grateful you continued to support me and Chaewon after that difficult time. Please continue to support us all!” 

“Always.” 

The small ring from earlier returned, signaling your time is up. With a small bow, you slid over to the next seat facing the beautiful swan that is Kazuha. 

“Hi, Oppa. How are you?” 

“I’m great Kazuha. How are you? Your Korean is sounding great.”

“Thank you. I am practicing hard. I hope you like Korea. It’s really nice.” 

“Oh yeah. The food already has me in love as well as other things.” 

Taking a small glance down the line. You saw Yunjin with a wide smile towards the fan in front of her.

“Yeah, unnie is great. She was one of the few people I could talk to when I came. She’s the best.” 

As the bell rang, you took one more glance at the Japanese girl's eyes. You could see the sincerity in her love for Yunjin. You’re glad she has friends like them. 

Waving goodbye to Kazuha, you hopped to the next seat in front of the young maknae. 

“Hi, Eunchae. Did you enjoy your ride on Zuha earlier?” 

“Of course I did. Piggyback rides are the best Oppa. Maybe one day you can give me one.” 

Just as you thought, she was very playful. 

“I hope the girls treat you well but I’m sure there are times when they scold you.” 

“Yeah they do but it’s ok. I love my unnies. Yunjin has been helping me study English more.” 

“I’m sure she’s a great teacher. She’s always been smart.” 

“Were you always good at Korean? You speak it very well.” 

“Oh. Well my friend Jennifer helped teach me. You should have seen the beginning. I could barely say hello. She had plenty of patience with me and that helped a lot.” 

Before either of you could get another word out, the small ring echoed in your ears once more. 

“Bye Oppa. Good luck.” 

With a small nod, you began to stand up from the seat. Taking a glance at Yunjin, your legs suddenly felt like jelly. All the strength in your legs left as you fell on the seat perfectly. At that moment you couldn’t bring yourself to look at the idol, Your glance just toward the table. 

“Hi, there! Porter right?” 

As you finally found the courage to look Yunjin in the eyes, you were met with a sweet smile like the other girls. The sight paired with her voice took all feelings of anxiety away. 

“H-Hi Yunjin. It’s very nice to meet you.” 

“It’s very nice to meet you, Porter. You don’t seem like you're from here. Where are you from?” 

“Um. New Jersey. Kinda close to where you lived right?” 

“Yeah. New York. It’s always nice to meet a fellow east coaster. I hope your visit here was worth the long flight.” 

“Y-Yeah. It’s starting to feel like it was.” 

A small blush appeared on Yunjin’s face as she continued to write in your album. As much as you wanted to make more conversation, you honestly weren’t sure what to say. Before you knew it, the ring from the bell told you it was all over. 

“I-Um. Thank you Je- I mean Yunjin.” 

“Of course Porter. Please continue to support us. And I hope you liked my message in the album.” 

Grabbing the album, your legs pushed your body up from the chair. Stepping down from the stage, you made your way back to your numbered seat and relaxed finally. As you went through the pages signed, you couldn’t help but chuckle at the kind words from Yunjin’s members. 

Eunchae’s note was the most playful.

“I’m happy to finally meet in person unnies, future husband.!”

Moving on from her note you went on to the last page signed, Yunjin’s. As you finally opened the sheet of paper on the book, your eyes were suddenly brought to something that was written. 

On the pages was an address written out on the sticky note. 

“Meet us here at Seven. It’s our Christmas party and we want to spend time with you.” 

Reading those words made you excited yet a bit let down it did say that she specifically wanted to spend time with you. Either way, you would take this blessing and roll with it. The rest of the fansign went by in a flash with the girls performing their latest hit Antifragile for everyone before leaving. 

The travel back to your hotel room was uneventful and short. When you entered, your mind automatically went to your gift for Yunjin. Finding the wrapped package in the corner, your hands picked it up and put it in the black backpack laying on your bed. Would Yunjin like this gift? 

Only one way to find out. 

Walking out of the hotel building, you found the Uber you ordered waiting. The red tint of the car matched the red tint from the box you used to find Yunjin a few days ago. Had you been told that your person would be going to meet up with Lesserafim a month ago, you would have called them crazy. 

Your life was just filled with surprises. Scrolling through Twitter made the car ride flash by in an instant. Saying thank you to the man, your legs brought you out of the crimson vehicle into the large city. Looking around, you saw that the girl's home was in a nice part of town. 

Strolling up to the large glass building, your arms opened a door leading you to a small gangway of sorts. The door has a scanner for a key fob but since you didn’t have one, you would need to ring the doorbell. 

Finding the button to apartment two hundred twenty-one, your finger then hovers above it for a few minutes. You hadn't even realized time had passed until your senses came back to you. Pressing the button, your ears picked up the buzzing sound coming out of the device.

Waiting for a response, a few seconds passed until you heard a voice. 

“Hello?” 

“H-Hello. It’s Porter.” 

“Oh, Oppa. Take the elevator up to the 15th floor. Our apartment will be on the right side when you exit. Third door on the left wall.” 

“Thanks, Eunchae. I’ll be up there soon.” 

Once you heard the buzzing, your hand pulled on the door opening it. Finally in the building, you saw a few chairs in that lobby as well as some plants. Taking a few steps further, you found yourself in front of the elevator summoning it to the lobby. 

A familiar ding fills the lobby as the metal cube arrives. Once the doors opened, you stepped on and saw it was one of the nicest elevators you had ever been in. Ordering the button to the 15th floor. The doors to the metal machine closed rapidly. The elevator began to rise the floors quickly as a little tune echoed in there. 

Once a ding hit your ears once more, the doors opened showing you the white hallway. Following Eunchae’s instructions, you exited the elevator and went right. Walking past two doors, your feet brought you to the apartment of the girls. 

Knocking on the door, you patiently waited as you heard whispers behind the door. With a swing, the door opened showing you an excited Maknae. 

“Hi, Oppa. Come in!”

“Oh, thanks Manchae. Can I call you that?”

“Of course. Now let’s go!”

Grabbing your hand, Eunchae pulled you into their home. Once passed the small hallway, you found yourself in the middle of the living room. The giant living room was blessed with a skyline view. Easy to see when the window in the room was the entire wall. 

“Yeah. The view is amazing huh Oppa?” 

“Yes it is. I’ve only been in here yet I can tell this is an amazing home. Can I sit down?” 

With a nod of approval, you sat down on the leather couch as Eunchae sat next to you. On your right side, you could see several figures moving around rapidly. 

“So Oppa, are you in love with unnie?” 

That question made you choke on your air suddenly. Your aggressive coughing seed to get everyone’s attention as a couple of heads popped from the kitchen. 

“EUNCHAE. YOU BETTER NOT BE MAKING HIM UNCOMFORTABLE.” 

“I'M NOT KKURA UNNIE. IS THE FOOD READY?” 

“YES. COME GET YOUR PLATES YOU TWO.” 

Sakura was like a mother. Standing up, you made your way over to the kitchen for your dinner. The nice Samsung fridge caught your attention as you saw all of the top-of-the-line appliances in there. 

“Welcome to our home Porter. We ordered a variety of food I hope you enjoyed.” 

“T-Thank you Kkura Noona.” 

Grabbing your plate, you filled it to the brim with a variety of noodles, rice, and meat. As all the other girls finished serving their plates, you went and picked up another. Filling it with the same food as your own, you then picked your spare plate up and brought it to the living room with the rest of the girls. 

“Why did you get two plates, Oppa? Are you that hungry?”

“No Zuha. This plate isn’t for me.” 

On cue, footsteps came from the second hallway. Time felt like it stopped with each step the person took. After a few seconds, a shadow appeared and grew bigger and bigger until a figure appeared. 

Her beauty just took your breath at that moment. Her blonde hair just flowed perfectly down her shoulders fitting in well with the white sweater she had on. The short skirt showed you her milky legs that just made your mouth water at that moment. Looks like she didn’t change clothes. 

Looking up, you made eye contact with Yunjin who was smiling at you. The two of you must have just frozen as laughter and the sound of Chaewon got both of your attention. 

“If you two are done staring at each other the food is getting cold.”

“O-Oh. Yeah, let's eat. Let me get a plate.”

“NO! I mean, I already got you a plate.” 

Stretching out your hand, you showed the plate to Yunjin who walked over and grabbed it. 

“Ttboki, chicken, these are all of my favorites. You remembered.” 

“Of course. Enjoy your meal, Jen.” 

“T-Thank you Oppa.” 

Sitting next to You, the group began to eat and enjoy their meals in silence for a bit. The echo of silence began to feel awkward, Your mind honestly couldn’t come up with anything to say. 

“So how was the fansign Oppa? Did you have fun?” 

“Oh, Yeah definitely. It was my first fansign ever and it met all my expectations. It’s honestly so crazy I got in. Some of those fans buy so many albums but I still got in!” 

Your overexcitement was funny to the girls. Sure they saw it from fans all the time but to have one of those fans in their home, also a close friend of one of them was a completely new thing.

“Well, Porter. I’m glad you had fun but we all wanted to get to know you more so we told Yunjin to invite you. Plus I think she owes you that after running away a few days ago.” 

“YAH! That was an accident. Oppa I-I” 

“We can talk about that later? Ok?” 

“Ok. Let’s just enjoy this holiday.” 

“Yeah Porter. Tell us about your family and such. 

“Oh. Well, I'm a single child and I had two amazing parents. They sadly aren’t with us anymore but they supported me a lot. I owe them a lot.” 

Your body sulked a little thinking about your parents but the sudden feeling of a hand on your back got your attention. Looking to the right, you saw that Yunjin had her hand on you as a sign of comfort. A basic sentiment but it was enough.

“I never met Porter's parents in person, though they always treated me like I was a part of the family. They really were great people.” 

“Yeah. Anyway, do you have any more questions?” 

At that time Sakura raised her hand to ask a question. 

“Yunjin never specified but how did you guys meet? It’s a little weird that best friends had never seen each other's face before.” 

“Wow. She never told you? Well, Yunjin and I met in fourth grade. We were penpals.”

“What are penpals?” 

“Oh, you don’t know Eunchae? Well when you are younger, sometimes your teachers will start this project. You get assigned someone you are supposed to write letters to who is from another location. Sometimes it’s with others from another country but we were assigned because our teachers were sisters.” 

“So you both met by writing letters to each other?” 

“Yep. That’s how Zuha.” 

“That’s cool. How did it continue?” 

A glance at Chaewon showed you how excited she was to learn more. 

“Once the assignment was over, our teachers noticed that we got so invested in being friends so maybe we should continue. They gave our home info to our parents and asked us if we wanted to keep going. Months turned into years as we continued to talk. Not only that but cell phones and video calls improved.”

“Oh, we know all about your video calls. Yunjin would never let us in the room when she would talk to you.” 

“Jen why?” 

“KKURA UNNIE! DON’T TELL HIM THAT!”

“Hey it’s true, Yunjin. Plus he would find out one way or another. It’s fine either way. We saw the way talking to him made you smile.” 

“Yah!” 

Laughing at what you heard, you wrapped Yunjin in a side hug as she sulked. Neither of you reacted to your action at first until you heard the Lesserafim girls scream in excitement. Realizing what you did, your arm came off of her and stood back at your side. 

“Hey, you shouldn't have moved your arm, Oppa. I’m sure unnie liked it.” 

“Ok, that’s enough Eunchae. Don’t bother your Unnie.” 

“Ok ok. I’m sorry Oppa and I’m sorry to you too unnie. Or should I say, Mrs.Ward.” 

The maknae said that last bit in a whisper but enough for everyone but Yunjin to hear. Hearing Eunchae call her your future wife made your heart flutter at that moment. It was like music to your ears. 

“Ok ok let’s keep talking. Anything else you guys are wondering?” 

All of the other girls raised their hands in that instant. Looks like it would be a long talk. 

Hours went by as it finally reached 11:30 pm. The various questions that both you and Yunjin answered made time get away from everybody. The sound of the front door opening got everyone’s attention. The sight of their manager seemed to get a response from the girls as everyone but Yunjin jumped up. 

“WE HAVE TO GO!” 

“Go? Oh did I take up too much of your guy’s time? I’m so sorry.” 

“No, it’s ok Porter. Me and the rest of my members are going home for the holiday. Yunjin is staying here until tomorrow so you guys can still catch up. We are going to go get our stuff.” 

Before you could respond to Chaewon, all of the rest of the girls ran to their rooms and grabbed their bags. In a matter of seconds, the girls all returned to the living room handing their small backpacks to their manager.

“Two minutes girls. I’ll see you all in the van. Yunjin, have a safe holiday. And you, be smart please.” 

Taking a glance at Yunjin, you saw a small blush appear on her face that matched your own. Standing up, you went over to their manager and shook his hand.

“Have a good night.” 

Releasing your hand from his grip, you suddenly felt a pair of arms wrap around you. 

“Goodnight Oppa. I hope to see you more one day.” 

“I hope so too Manchae. Take care.” 

Saying your farewells to almost everyone else, Sakura walks in front of you and extends her hand. Shaking it, Sakura then gives you a smile and whispers at you.

“Make her smile. Ok?” 

“Always. Safe travels.” 

Waving goodbye, Sakura walked out of the living room leaving just you and Yunjin standing there. Deciding to take the initiative, You walked back over to the couch and grabbed the backpack you had placed down. As your left hand opened the bag, your right hand pulled out a green box you had wrapped up. 

Facing your best friend once more, your feet took a few steps towards her until you were just a few inches away. 

“Merry Christmas Jen. I-I hope you like it.” 

Raising her hands, your best friend then took the box from your hands and sat down on the couch. A look of excitement was on her face as her hands ripped open the wrapping from the box. With the cardboard box now free, Yunjin then took the lid off and looked inside. 

Her face changed from one of excitement to one of confusion as she pulled out a large book. Despite being confused about what was in her hands, Yunjin pulled open the cover of the book. Just like other times in the day, her eyes shot open but there was quickly a mix of tears added. 

“A-Are these?” 

“Yeah. These are all the letters you sent me over the years. I kept every single one and put them all in there.” 

Yunjin proceeded to flip through the pages as tears rolled down her cheeks. Despite her scrolling through, her hand went back to the first page. 

“The first letter. I was so curious about your life then. Talking to someone from another state sounded amazing to me. I’m sorry if I annoyed you back then.” 

“Hey. Don’t ever apologize. I was a salty little kid who didn’t want to do his work. Your excitement about the project made me write to you. Thank you for just being you.”

As you finished those words, Yunjin jumped into your arms and took you in an embrace. The action was sudden but her warmth in your arms felt just perfect. As your nose laid next to her hair, the smell of lavender filled your nostrils and then your senses. You could have kept smelling her but much to your dismay, Yunjin pulled back and ran away.

You were about to stand up and follow until she looked back at you. 

“WAIT HERE!” 

With those words said, Yunjin ran back towards her room. After a few agonizing seconds wondering if you did something wrong, you heard the same footsteps as before come towards you. The tall idol had returned with a wooden box. Placing it in front of you, Yunjin opened the lid showing several small letters. 

“You aren’t the only one who kept all the letters. I have every single one too Oppa.” 

Almost like a routine, a smile filled your face looking through the box. It was nostalgic seeing all of the things you wrote before to her. 

“Thank you, Jen.”

“Oppa. Can you call me Yunjin a little more often? I don’t mind Jen either but I was just wondering.” 

“Oh. Of course, I can. I’m sorry about that. I guess I’m just really used to calling you, Jen.” 

“No no. It’s fine. I guess it is an adjustment since you-“

Yunjin was silent, just looking at the ground. 

“Since I didn’t know you were Lesserafim Yunjin?” 

“Y-Yeah. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you Oppa. I-I just, I wanted to- I don’t know what to say. Are you mad?” 

Silence filled the room as you just looked into Yunjin’s eyes. You could tell she was nervous. 

“I-I’m not mad at you per se. Look Yunjin, I’m not happy you didn’t tell me because I should have been there for you when you needed me. You probably had to lie to me about your struggles. I-I wanted to be there for you. I want to be there for you.” 

With a sigh, you grabbed Yunjin’s hand and held it. 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” 

After a few seconds of waiting, the girl opened her mouth. 

“At first, I wasn’t sure I would debut. The first time was when I went on produce 48. I wanted to surprise you if I passed. I thought it would help excite you more. Then I lost. I was ashamed that I failed so I decided I wouldn't tell you.” 

“You still should have told me. I should have been there for you.” 

“I’m sorry Oppa.” 

“What about when you debuted? Why didn’t you tell me then?” 

“W-When I debuted. It was the joy of my life. The music video came out and I called you. I didn’t get to say anything as you were talking about Kkura unnie in the music video.” 

“Well, I was a big Iz*one fan. I was excited to see her and Chaewon debut again. I’m sorry about that but why would that stop you from telling me?”

There was some hesitation in Yunjin’s look. Her words began to fumble out of her mouth nervously. 

“I promise I won’t get mad, Yunjin. Just, talk to me.”

Taking a deep breath, Yunjin tightened her hold on your hand. 

“I-I was nervous they would take you from me.”

“Take me?” 

“Y-You always talked about how Sakura was so pretty, how Chaewon had an amazing voice. If I introduced you to them, there would be a chance you would ask me to introduce you. I wouldn't be able to say no to you so I would do it. You are an amazing person. I could see the girls loving you. This was their first time meeting you and they did. I-I didn’t want to lose you and now that you know I lied I still might.”

Hearing those words from her broke your heart. Raising your left hand, your fingers began to caress her cheek. 

“How could you ever lose me? I-I love you Yunjin.” 

Those four words caused the idol's eyes to nearly pop out of her head. 

“I know it sounds stupid but you were there for me all the time and the more we spent time talking and such, the more I fell for this dorky girl from New York.” 

Yunjin is just silent. Now you’re scared you freaked her out so you begin to let go of her hand. In a sudden movement, Yunjin tightened her hold on your hand and began to tear up once more. 

“I-I love you too Oppa. That’s why I didn’t want them to take you from me.” 

Your heart began to pump rapidly as you heard her say it back. As you both stared into each other's eyes you began to feel an attraction to her. Your lips felt drawn to hers and she must have felt the same as you both began to get closer and closer. With each inch you got closer, the more you felt your heart pump. 

Closing your eyes, your left hand grabbed her shoulder and finally pulled her in for the kiss. It’s quick, a little peck but your first kiss with Yunjin. Opening your eyes, you are met with the girl you love and a grin on her face.”

“Please tell me you're gonna kiss me Better than that?” 

With a new challenge issued, you grabbed Yunjin and laid her down on the couch. Getting on top of her, you dipped your head back down and put your lips back on hers. Unlike before, your lips stayed attached to hers for a few seconds. As you felt Yunjin kiss you back, your tongue began to push forward.  

Seeing that you want access, Yunjin opened her mouth and let your tongue in. The idol gave you no resistance as your tongue began to swirl in her mouth. The subtle state of watermelon could be felt as your tongue asserted its dominance. 

Moving your hands from Yunjin’s face, your fingers began to move down her shoulders, then to her breast. Feeling the round-clothed surface, your finger tightened its hold on her mound. Each squeeze you gave to her clothed breast received a small gasp from your friend. 

Pulling back from the kiss, you finally were brought back to your senses. 

“Wait Yunjin. Is this ok?” 

“More than ok Oppa. Make love to your girlfriend please.” 

Raising her upper body, Yunjin grabbed the ends of her sweater and pulled it over her head. As her hat and sweater came off, your eyes were blessed but the sight of your new girlfriend in a white lacy bra. 

Your mouth began to water at the amazing sight, and a smirk was Present on Yunjin’s face. That smirk broke your trance, causing you to reach for the back of her bra and unhook it. Your girlfriend's breasts were not as big as other girls but it was perfect for you. She was perfect. 

With a sudden movement, your head dipped down a bit and latched onto her nipple. Starting with small sucks, your tongue began to swirl around just as it did in her mouth. As you took the girl In an embrace, your fingertips moved down to her long legs. Feeling the smoothness of her white skin along your fingertips nearly distracted you from her breast. 

Pulling your head off her right boob, Yunjin pulled your mouth to her left nipple and latched you back on. Each suck you have made your dick twitch in your pants. The sudden sensation of a hand on your rod surprised you. Yanking your mouth off of Yunjin’s erect nipple, you’re faced with your girlfriend giggling. 

“Eager aren’t we Oppa? Well, I am too.”

Hopping out of your arms, your girlfriend dropped to her knees and looked up at you. 

“Let's get you ready to fuck me.” 

Unhooking your belt, Yunjin undid your pants and yanked them down in one swoop. As your dick was free, it managed to hit Yunjin in her face. Wrapping her hand around it, your girlfriend began to stroke your length slowly. A bit of Precum leaked from your tip with those actions. Raising her left hand, her index finger began to circle the top of your tip, collecting the leaking semen. 

“F-Fuck Yunjin. Such a good girl.” 

Bringing her finger to her mouth, Yunjin began to lick the fluid off her fingers. 

“I’ve dreamed of this before Oppa. I’m done waiting.” 

Bringing her face to your cock, Yunjin’s tongue began to give your tip a few licks. Once done with her teasing, your girlfriend wrapped her lips around your length. You expected her to start slowly but the sudden constricting feeling around your rod made your legs jolt. 

Raising her head, Yunjin began to bob her head rapidly on your length. Your hand instinctively went for her head as you formed it into a makeshift ponytail. Each movement from your girl caused you to push her down a little deeper. 

With one final push, Yunjin had her throat around your rod. Holding her down, Yunjin’s nose began to expand widely as she took in air. After a few seconds, your girlfriend began to tap on your leg rapidly. Letting go, Yunjin swooped up gasping for air. 

“Fuck Oppa. I guess you like it rough.” 

Grabbing your girlfriend’s arms, you threw her on top of the couch. Raising her waist, Yunjin reached back and lowered the zipper on her skirt. Helping her, you lowered her skirt to the ground. The white lacy bra from earlier had a matching pair of panties that covered your prize. 

Lowering your head, your nose began to take in the smell of lavender coming off her thighs. Puckering your lips, you began to pepper her thighs with kisses. Each smooch on her upper leg decreased at height as you got lower and lower. Closer to her snatch, your kisses began to get near her folds. 

Spreading open her legs, Your tongue came out of your mouth and extended over her folds. Giving it a few small flicks, Yunjin began to gasp and shudder at the contact. Wrapping your arms around her thighs, you brought your fingers toward her lips and spread them open. 

Finding her little nub, your tongue began to attack it with a constant barrage of licks. The young idol began to jolt around in your legs as you continued to lick her clit. Unwrapping your arms from Yunjin’s legs, you brought your hands straight and pinned her folds once more with your left hand. 

With her pussy now open, your right hand brought your index and middle finger to her folds and pushed in. With a bit of resistance, your finger went all the way in and stood there for a second. Pulling your finger back out, the digit moved in and out of her snatch. 

“T-That’s it, Oppa. Just a little more and I’m ready.” 

Speeding the movements from your fingers and tongue, Yunjin then grabbed your hair and pulled you in deeper. Yunjin must have needed this as her yells began to fill the room. The jumps from her body became wild and erratic as a rush of fluids hit your mouth. 

Drinking as much as you can, some of the fluids ended up on other parts of your face. Once Yunjin calmed down, her chest moved up and down as she took in as much air as possible. Raising your upper body, Yunjin did the same and kissed you suddenly. 

After a few seconds, your girlfriend pulled back from the kiss and smiled. 

“D-Damn I taste good.” 

“You came fast. I’m guessing you were a bit needy.” 

With a nod, Yunjin grabbed your hips and lined your cock with her folds. Teasing her snatch, Yunjin wrapped her arms around her body and pulled your face towards her neck. 

“Come on Oppa. Shove that c-“

Your girlfriend didn’t even get to finish her sentence as you pushed your length into her pussy. The constricting feeling from her throat couldn’t even compare to how tight her pussy was. Taking a few seconds to breathe, You then pulled your hips back till only your tip was in her. 

Kissing Yunjin’s neck, your ass suddenly felt a slap as you plunged back into her walls. The moan that left your girlfriend’s mouth was mixed with a giggle as she talked in your ear. 

“Fuck my pussy Oppa. This is years of pent-up emotions. Let them out.” 

Your left hand went down to her waist as you began to enter and exit her pussy. Before you were going to go a bit more softly but the words Yunjin said to you got your emotions feeling wild. The speed at which you piston her cavern increases. Her moans and grunts echoed in your ears as your pants began to come out. 

“Fuck. You are so hot, Yunjin. I love you.” 

“I love you too Oppa.” 

Lowering your hand to her left breast, you began to take handfuls of her mound. Bringing your fingers to her nipple, you began to squeeze on them. The extra stimulation caused her walls to begin to tighten around your length. Spinning around, you sat down on the couch and placed Yunjin on top of you. Taking this opportunity, your girlfriend began to grind her hips on you while you helped her bounce. 

The tight feeling from her walls returns as the grinding and bouncing speed up. With all the energy you have left, you helped Yunjin grind on your cock. The grinding helped stimulate her clit as the young idol began to pant harder and harder. 

“I-Oppa I’m gonna cum!” 

Continuing with the speed, the young idol began to jump around in your hold. Her fluids began to leak down your rod as she came. Giving her face small kisses, your girlfriend began to come down from her high and laid down on your body. 

“You are so pretty, sweetie.” 

“T-Thank you Oppa. You haven’t cummed yet. Where do you want to? My body is yours.” 

“A-Anywhere?” 

“Yes. Anywhere Oppa. Why don’t I just decide for you?” 

With a smirk, Yunjin began to hop on your length once more. The rapid speed at which she fucked you returned. Taking hold of her waist once more, you helped Yunjin move up and down on your length. As her body moved back a bit, you couldn’t help but look down at Yunjin’s toned abs. 

“Oh. Do you like my abs Oppa? I know they aren’t as good as Zuha’s but I work hard on them.” 

“I love them, sweetie.” 

Yunjin then at that moment flexed her muscles showing you a better view of her abs. The sight was amazing but you were distracted by the flexing of her vaginal muscles. 

“F-Fuck. Do that again!” 

Seeing you enjoy the flexing of her muscles, Yunjin flexed them once more. Repeating this action as you rammed your length into her, your length began to twitch more and more from the constricting feeling. 

“Shit I’m gonna cum Yunjin.” 

“C-Cum in my pussy oppa. I’m safe.” 

Those words were all you needed to hear as you shoved your length into her cavern one final time. With each jolt of your legs, a shot of semen left your cock. Yunjin’s walls got painted white in that instant. It could have been seven or seventy shots of cum you shot in her but after a while, you came back to your senses. Panting for air, Yunjin pulled your lips towards hers and kissed you aggressively. 

Your girlfriend's lips left your mouth after a couple of seconds. Smiling at Yunjin, the young idol gave you one back. 

“So this was quite a meeting for best friends.” 

“Meeting between a new couple you mean but yes. I just can’t believe we finally met.” 

“Me neither. I’m glad I finally have you in my arms, Sweetie.” 

“I love that nickname. Might be stereotypical but I think honey fits you perfectly. I’m sorry for lying. No more of that.” 

“Good. I also better see your face in video calls now. And talk to me about any of your troubles. Ok?” 

“I promise I will.” 

Picking up Yunjin, you began to walk towards the hallway she came from earlier in the day. 

“The door at the end of the hall.” 

Following your girlfriend’s instructions, you arrived at the door that was luckily already open. Pushing it open, you found a single bed in the corner of the room and walked toward it. Laying Yunjin on the bed. You followed behind her and got in the sheets. The sudden sound of a bell got both of your attention. 

Finding the source, you saw it was a little clock that showed it was midnight. 

“Merry Christmas Yunjin.” 

“Merry Christmas Porter.” 

With one final kiss on her lips, the two of you closed your eyes and drifted off to sleep. 

The next day 

Walking out of the complex, you saw a car pull up and park in front of the building. Both doors opened as two familiar figures walked over. 

“MOM, DAD!” 

“Yunjin, how are you my little one?” 

“I’m ok dad. I-I would like to introduce you both to Porter. My boyfriend.” 

“H-Hello. I’m Porter.” 

Yunjin’s father walked up to you and glared at you. Your heart began to race until the man smiled and pulled you in for a hug. 

“It’s great to finally meet you, Porter. Treat my daughter well please.” 

Your girlfriend’s mother then walked up to you and hugged you just as her father did. 

“I’m so glad you finally met.” 

Pulling back from the hug, Mrs. Huh looked at her daughter and smiled. 

“Did you enjoy your gift dear?” 

“Yes mother. Thank you very much. I was wondering, C-Could Oppa come to the family dinner?” 

You were wondering what the response would be, but with a quick nod and smile, you were happy. Taking hold of Yunjin’s hand you all made your way into the car and set off for the dinner. 

After all this time you were finally with your penmate, the girl of your dreams. Who would have ever thought one letter would lead to a relationship like this? 

It might be hard with the long distance but you are gonna find a way to make it work.