"Livin' La vida Loca, hey.

Still love that song. It means living the crazy life, and 2009 was just that, our crazy life. We were dating and everything was going so well. I was healthy and taking my meds on time. You and your other friends started a band, which you performed at underground battles.

I won my first award for a painting I had done of the Park siblings and were over the moon. Yet, as they say all good things come to an end, that is just what happened."

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"Kim Namjoon! Kim Namjoon! Kim Namjoon! Kim Namjoon!" Aro cheered for Namjoon, as if she was a fan cheering on her idol. Both her palm were around her mouth as she whispered yelled his name out.

"Noona, stop. You're making me blush." Namjoon said, shyly.

"Awwww, my jagiya is so cute when he's blushing! Just look at those adorable dimples!" Aro stood on her tip toes as she reached over and pinched his cheeks.

"Noona!" Namjoon groaned at the light sting on his cheeks, causing Aro to chuckle at him.

"When are you going to tell me about that painting you won an award for?" Namjoon inquired, taking her petite hands in his.

"You will see it soon. Oh shoot, I'm late! I'll see you inside!" Aro bid him goodbye, pecking him on his cheek before she turned around and ran off into the school's hall.

As Namjoon entered the school hall afterwards, and as he looked around for an empty seat, he heard Amy yelling out his name and that he should come sit next to her.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Park, Noona." Namjoon greeted them, taking a seat while they greeted him back. Namjoon craned his neck to scan around the hall. "Where are the hyungs and Mrs. Park?"

"Mom is busy. Aaron and Kade oppa have a soccer match today, and they're totally bummed out that they can't be here. Oh, look, its starting!" Amy replied as the awards began.

"Now, we award first prize to Park Aro for her painting." A judge called out and Aro soon walked up to receive her award as they brought forth and displayed her piece.

Mr. Park, Amy and Namjoon stood up as they cheered on Aro, amazed by Aro's painting, Namjoon studied the art work carefully. She had painted the three siblings, Aaron being in the middle with the two girls on both sides of him as they look into a lake.

In the waters' reflection you can see each one's life goal. Amy holds books in her hand as she is a college professor, Aaron as a CEO and Aro painted herself dancing.

"Congrats to my baby girl! I'm so proud of you!" Mr Park praised as he hugs his daughter.

"D-Dad t-too t-tight c-can't b-breath" Aro stumbled over her words breathlessly, but her father could only chuckle.

"Let's celebrate with dinner afterwards, we will pick your brother up. Namjoon, please join us, we can drop you off at home, as well." Mr. Park said, strolling his way towards the car parked, with Amy following close behind.

"Noona, a word please." Namjoon shyly asked, looking around his surroundings to make sure that they were alone.

Aro nodded and Namjoon took this opportunity to walk closer to her. Reaching out to cup her cheeks before leaning down and capturing her lips in a sweet kiss. Aro, on the other hand, appeared surprised by this sudden intimate moment but didn't let it slip away as she returned it with the same fervor.

Pulling apart for air, the two began to turn into a dark shade of red. Namjoon took hold of Aro's hand and started walking her to the awaiting car.

Time flew past during dinner, laughter, and chatter surrounded the table until it was time for Namjoon to take his leave. As promised, Mr. Park had dropped Namjoon off at his house, Aro insisted on walking the boy to his door.

"You know, noona," Namjoon began, a smile appearing across his features followed by a light chuckle, "The man is supposed to walk the girl to their door, not the other way around."

"Well, I'm not like normal girls, now am I?" Aro questions, raising an eyebrow.

"No, you are not. Thank you for being you... And I'm so proud of you," Namjoon stated, stopping by his front door before twirling around to face her.
He edged closer, tilting his head to kiss the girl on her forehead.

"Thank you, for coming today." Aro said, burying her face into Namjoon's chest.

"Why wouldn't I support my girlfriend? Besides, you support my rapping, and it's only right that I stand by what you love." Namjoon muttered, tightening his grip around her frail body.

"I should get going before my dad freaks out and his mind starts to wander into unnecessary territory. I will call you when I get home." Aro stood up on her toes and pecked Namjoon on his cheek before shyly dashing for the car.

An hour had passed and Aro still hadn't contacted Namjoon. He impatiently paced around his room, worried that still hasn't heard from his girlfriend - yet.

Did she possibly forget?

Namjoon jumped slightly at the sound of his phone's ringtone which blared around the room. Without even wasting a second to check the caller ID, Namjoon hit the green key and placed it by his ears.

And just like that, Aaron who was on the other side of the phone informed Namjoon of some gut-wrenching information. He urged the boy to come to the hospital as fast as he could, it appeared that Mr. Park and the girls were involved in a car crash