On the first day of elementary school, while looking at so many new friends to make, so many new things to learn, I had a vivid feeling embroidered into my brain.

While contemplating about the past, I am currently on a flight to Melbourne.

“Yang Seok?” Mae Eunji, my mom, asks me.

“Yeah?”

“You’re going to be alone for 6 years now,”

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I nod. I don’t want to be alone at the least, but I still want to get better. After 6 years, I will definitely not regret my current intuition.

“Listen, you don’t need to go if you don’t want to. Our good old Incheon International High School has everything.”

“I know. But I need to be better.”

I glance at the distant clouds from my window seat.

“I get it, Seok. But.. don’t be so hard on yourself, alright?”

“Yes, Eomma.”