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[ It had been more than three years. I guess I am not a really good person when it comes to keeping track of what happened... ]


- laughter -


[ Yeah... things changed...  may say, that three years ago I died and was again born. I think... Things got better... Yes, I am sure they got better. At least right now. ]


- humming - 


- fingers tapping against the table -


[ I guess, this is for real the end. Not the end of me, but the end of me doing this. I can't spend my life making tapes with my diary. I don't need any dairy now. ]

[ Minho, are you going?

[ Yes, I will be right there Y/N. I have a girlfriend right now. Yes, after twenty-three years we ended up finally together as a couple. It's funny... She told me she wrote thirty-six letters, for each month since I left. She gave them to me... I am on the tenth letter. And I love her more and more. She wants my tapes. But. I realized I want this to be in my past. ]


- sigh - 


[ I guess. I have to say goodbye. ]


[ Honey, you are taking too long, boys are nervous...]


- the sound of hugging -


- kiss on the cheek -


[ I will be right there, babe. Thirty seconds. ]


- the sound of steps -


- the closing of the door -


[ So. Here I am. Lee Minho. Twenty-three years old Lee Minho.  Lee Minho who is still in love with Y/N. And she loves me back. I guess I have a pretty good ending. ]


- humming -


[ Yes, this is all I wanted. Goodbye. ]


  - a sound of pressing the button -


- the end - 



- the last tape was put into the box - 



- box ended up on a junkyard -

 


- the box was demolished in few days -



- lee minho never had a need to record another tape -

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