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.”