Chapter 6 (part 1)> Last Gift...

*Lee's House, EunShi's room...

Ahn and EunShi are still hugging each other. still crying on each others' shoulder. weeping and sharing the pain together...

Ahn: Gwenchana, gwenchana... maybe, maybe he forgot...
EunShi: Ani! (lets go of Ahn's hug) he did not forget!! he can't forget!! it's him who made the promise! not me! not me!!
Ahn: EunShi...
EunShi: No!! (stands) why'd he do this to me?? wae?? wae???
Ahn: Eun... (puills her coat) don't be like this...
EunShi: Sirheo!!! (wipes her tears) i'm not going to stay like this! no!
Ahn: EunShi...
EunShi: Why should i cry?? why should i?? he'll never know!! (rushes to her closet)
Ahn: (wipes her tears) Neo mwohaneun geoya??

EunShi takes out an empty box from her closet and drags it to her drawer. she opens it abruptly and pulls it down on the floor. she emptied the drawer and now everything is on the floor. she takes a few things and throws it into the box. now, she looks mad. really mad...

Ahn: What are u doing?
EunShi: Cleaning..
Ahn: (looks at her watch) Who cleans in the middle of the night??
EunShi: I did.
Ahn: Eun... (pulls her hand) don't be like this...
EunShi: No!! (lets go) i'm going to throw away everything that have anything to with him! i'm gonna forget him! because that's what he want! and that's what i'll do!!
Ahn: EunShi...
EunShi: (didn't answer and busy throwing things into the box)
Ahn: Eun, don't do this... u'll hurt urself more...
EunShi: (stops) What hurt?? i'm not hurt!
Ahn: Physically, yes, but..
EunShi: Mentally? huh, i never care about anything!
Ahn: EunShi! what u are doing right now tells that u really care!
EunShi: No, its' not..
Ahn: It is!
EunShi: Then let me be.
Ahn: EunShi!
EunShi: (cries) Mwo? so what do u want me to do?? huh?? mwo??
Ahn: EunShi... i didn't mean to...
EunShi: Mwo?? so u want me to cry like an idiot?? cry over nothing?? is that what u want me to do?? huh?? (cries)
Ahn: EunShi... (hugs her) no, no... not like this...
EunShi: Fine! i'll cry! (rubs her eyes) i'm crying right now! manjokha??
Ahn: (cries) No... no... ireohke hajiman... hajiman...
EunShi: (cries again)
Ahn: Uljima... uljimayo...
EunShi: (hugs her) Eoddeohke?? eoddeohke??
Ahn: Gwernchana... gwenchana... i'm here... i'm here...

*Outside...

Minho: Um, (rubs head) sunbae... u should go in... u'll, u'll catch a cold...
Onew: Uh? (raise head) but i... (rubs head)
Minho: It's ok... it's over... plus, she's home now...
Onew: Uh... i think u're right... (stands)
Minho: Gwenchanayo?
Onew: Uh, ne... (nods)
Minho: U better go inside...
Onew: Uh... (taps Minho's shoulder) u should too...
Minho: Ah, gwenchana, i'll just go home...
Onew: No, no... come in first... u need to warm urself up too...
Minho: But i...
Onew: Come.. (pats his shoulder)
Minho: Uh, ne... (follows)
Onew: (opens the door) Minho, (turns)
Minho: Ne?
Onew: Jeongmal kamsahae...
Minho: Uh? for what??
Onew: (bows 90 degree)
Minho: Uh, sunbae...
Onew: Kamsahamnida for finding my dongsaeng. jeongmal kamsahae...
Minho: Ah, it's fine, sunbae, it's fine... don't bow to me...
Onew: (raises) Huh... (pats his shoulder) i don't know what to do if it wasn't because of u...
Minho: Uh... (looks down) it's nothing...
Onew: (turns) Come in.. i'll make u something to drink...
Minho: Ah, gwenchana...
Onew: Help urself... (went to the kitchen)
Minho: Ne... (enters the hall)

Minho walks into the hall. he never came to Onew's and EunShi's house. well, he did come, but he never comes in. he tours around the hall and stops in front of a cabinet besides the TV. all sorts of photo frames are on that cabinet. he looks at each one of them. then, he sees a picture of three kids. he takes it and looks closer. he can tell that it's them. the boy with a big smile in that photo was surely Onew. he has the same kind of smile like now. the other two are girls. one is taller, about the same height as Onew, and another one is much shorter. right on the way, he can tell that the taller one is EunShi. she looked really young (well it is a childhood photo). she had a long hair and a a really cute smile. it looks really different from the smile he used to see from her. and the other one, with two ponytails, holding a bear, standing between them. he didn't know who she was. but she do have the look like EunShi and Onew. suddenly...

Onew: (with two mugs in his hand) That's our childhood photo... (smiles) i was about nine in that photo. EunShi was six and our maknae, was about three or two... i don't really remember...
Minho: U guys have a maknae?
Onew: Yup...
Minho: Um, where is she?
Onew: LA. she's living with our omma and appa... (smiles and sits) come, have a sit. and drink up...
Minho: Ah, ne... (puts the photo back and sits)
Onew: She looked really happy, wasn't she? (looks at the photo)
Minho: Ah, (takes a sip) ne...
Onew: I haven't seen her smile like that for quite a while now...
Minho: Um... jeongmal?
Onew: Ne... (looks at his hand) she started not to smile like that when she's in grade school...
Minho: Huh? wae?
Onew: Well... she kinda having a hard time. maybe our late halmeoni was tough on her...
Minho: Late?
Onew: (nods) she died about five years ago... she's really into etiquette and stuff. so, as the first granddaughter, she had to bear with all that... hmmm... poor her...
Minho: I, i see...
Onew: (sighs) But that's not really the reason though...
Minho: Huh?
Onew: (stands and walks to the sliding door) It's not really the reason she didn't smile happily... something happened to her... and yet i don't know what it is...
Minho: (silent)
Onew: (sighs) I wonder if i can see her smile like that again...
Minho: Uh, ne...
Onew: (sits back and drinks) I was hoping...
Minho: Huh?
Onew: Ah, nothing... nothing... (looks away) i better check on the girls... (stands)
Minho: Ne...
Onew: If u want something to eat, just take it from the kitchen ok?
Minho: Ah, i'm fine...
Onew: Don't be shy... (smiles wand walks away)

*Boolkotnooli River...

Kibum is tired. he can't cry anymore. his tears are dry now. but he's still hurt. still on his knee, in front of the river, with his hand holding both of his and EunShi's scarf. he squeeze it. it's seems like his squeezing his own heart. because, it hurts. really hurt. wind blows and slap his face, waking his up from his empty stares on the scarf. the moon is shining so bright, but he's not effected by it. he's all gloomy and sad. then, he sees something shining in the grass near him. it's glowing. he stares at it but he isn't sure what is it. he stands and get closer to the river's fence. he tries to look at it and when he sees it, he quickly jumps off the fence and grabs that shining thing. and, as soon as it touches his hand, his whole world seems to blur. slowly, he jumps off the fence and get back to tree.

He stands in front of it. with his eyes still on that 'shining' thing. he thought that his tears are gone, but, with that 'thing' in his hand. his tears are pushed out of his eyes. he cries again. and now, even harder than before. on his knee again, and sobbing and weeping like he just got back from a funeral. when he can't take it anymore, he screams his lung out...

Kibum: WAE?????

He's crying even harder now. he grasps the 'thing' and brings it to his face. it's cold. really cold. well, it's normal for a piece of metal to be cold. but, it's surprisingly cold. once again, his tears fall like rain. he opens his hand and stares the 'thing'. it's, it's a ring. and, he knows who's ring is it. because he's the one who bought it. it's EunShi's. seems like she throw it away, meaning to throw it into the river, but was caught by the grass. it's something he gave her, in about two years ago. he gritted his teeth, trying to hold in his scream. he looks at the ring again. it's his last gift to EunShi. he used to gives stuff to her. but, this ring is special. since he really had a hard time when buying the ring. and yet, it was thrown away. but still, he can't blame her. he's the main point why the ring was there. he's the reason for all of this.

Slowly, he stands up even though his knee is all wobbly and stuff. he walks slowly. with his left hand holding the two red scarfs, and his right hand holding the ring. as he walk, tears flow. he tries to hold it in, but he can't. it's too painful for him to bear. the cold ring in his hand is like slicing through his hand. not just his hand, but his whole body. and the coldness from the ring is piercing his heart. his heart is wounded. but it was him who wounded his heart. not her... and the wound is getting deeper, and deeper, because of the ring. the last gift...