Thirteen
He sat there by the window of the plane and watched the clouds move like the sea foams while the sun shines above. He took a sip of wine as he remembers the girl who became his heroine when he was younger. He has never forgotten the smile of the doll that he admired. However, the guilt he felt for five long years still lingers. He will never forget that moment he left her without a word. He learned from his brother that she cried that day. He has returned to have her back.
A sixty-year-old man wearing a tuxedo came up to him and bowed in front him. The young master looked at him with a smirk on his face.
"Welcome back to South Korea, young master Yohan," the butler said.
-"Thank you, Alfred," Yohan replied. "It's been years since I've seen the skies of South Korea."