At the summer of 2006
Her smile was enchanting and sweet. Her hands ruffles my hair with her gentle touch.
She said she would come back. She was just visiting her dad at america.
She gave me her guitar and told me. "By the time I come back, make sure you can play this like noona." She smiled, her melodic voice ringing in my ears.
With tears running down my cheeks and snot comming out my nose I bid her goodbye.
As I desperately tried to catch up with the black car turning around the block.
She was gone...
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August, 28, 2016...
*riiiiiing!!!!
Looking down at a familiar pair of brown eyes, pouty pink lips and now her dyed red hair.
I smirked.
So she finaly came back...
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My LOVE Noona
JugendliteraturWhat is love? How can you tell if its realy love? Well to a certain five year old boy, love is his neighbor Seulbi... Who is eight years older than him. After Pre School Little Taeyang would wait at her front yard, waiting for his big noona to see...
