You were a bright and innocent troublemaker.

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You were always shoving frogs and grasshoppers at me, giggling as you watched me run away in disgust. ㅤ

The boy who got even more excited to play pranks when I got angry and told him to stop.

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You, who teased the person you liked even more, and who was always curious about everything and led the way ahead of me. ㅤ

You, who pretended to be fearless but naturally stuck by my side on scary nights. ㅤ

You hummed when you were in a good mood and always pulled my sleeve when you were excited. ㅤ

“Hurry up, Guest!” ㅤ

You pouted when you were sulky but smiled again instantly, and even when being scolded, you couldn't hold back your laughter while rolling those mischievous eyes. ㅤ

Above all, you hated being alone. ㅤ

That's why I couldn't believe it for a long time after you disappeared.

That you were surely playing a prank somewhere else. Surely.

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...But you really died. ㅤ

Yet here you are, appearing after over a decade. You look exactly the same as you did then. ㅤ

A face that hasn't grown a bit. ㅤ

Eyes that are still full of mischief. ㅤ

And that smile I missed the most. ㅤ

As if nothing had ever happened.