day 1
7:48 am
lee haru
alone once again
the bus eventually comes to
a stop in cheongju
i hop off and reach into my backpack
to retrieve my bucketlist
only to find that it's gone
mentally slapping myself
i recall back to the time when
jeongguk dragged me out of the theatre
without giving me time to pack up again
ah, again with the carelessness
i should've remembered to just
shove it in before that
i glance around at my surroundings
maybe i can make another bucketlist later
i sigh and take out my phone
it's an emergency phone i bought with a switched number
just so my parents won't be able
to track my movements
i land myself in a souvenier shop
and found a simple black mask
just to be cautious
after that's done
i spend the day strolling in cheongju's streets
trying some food, sightseeing, taking photos
because at least when this is over
i'll have something to remember the experience by
it feels good
to finally be out in the open
carefree, happy, free
by evening i slump down on a
bench in a park to rest
where i watch kids running around
chasing each other, having fun
like normal kids
i never got to experience that when i was younger
my parents have always been
strict with my movements
i couldn't even have a normal childhood
they say the rich should stir clear of the ones
in the lower tier
and i hate it
it was the main reason i didn't
make many friends when i was a kid
"i suppose i love my scars
because they have stayed longer
with me than most people have"
i recite to myself
it's a something i wrote in the notebook
that i left back at jeongguk's theatre
something i read online
that touched a part inside me
the rare friends i had when i was younger
never stuck around for long
some left
and we just stopped talking for good
as for the others
i left
before they could leave me
and that's the cycle of my life
a life within my tiny shell
if that can even be considered living
my mind drifts off to jeongguk
i find myself wondering how he is
where is going now?
what is he doing?
is he safe? has he been caught yet?
no, he's too clever to be caught that fast
i think of his smile
the fact that he smiles a lot
but none of them ever reaches his ears
tells a lot about the way he might really feel
the secrets he's hiding, scars he's buried
why are you sad?
i lean back with a sigh
and picture him here beside me
to keep me company
thinking
"it was nice meeting you
i hope we can meet again"
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𝐀𝐋𝐌𝐎𝐒𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 ‣ jjk
Fanfiction"But if that accident is inevitable," I murmur, eyes softening. "Would you want me to let go?" Jeongguk pauses for a moment. "Leave the guilt and regret to me," he replies softly. "Once you start a journey, you finish it. It's only right for you to...
