The Art Of Giving Up || jihan ✔

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Jisoo hummed as he stirred the hot chocolate on a cold winter night. He was all alone in their apartment, with the snow falling down outside the window. It was the first snow fall of the year and he bet there are alot of couples outside sharing their first snowfall together. He envied them, knowing that they have someone to share with such a precious and memorable moment. But the thought of that made him smile.

He stared at the picture of him and Jeonghan. It was photographed back in their highschool graduation. Jeonghan was carrying a cotton flower bouquet while Jisoo had a bouquet of chrysanthemum. Their smile reached from ear to ear, happy that they finally escaped highschool.

Jisoo wondered if he told Jeonghan his feelings on that day, would things be different? He remembered how he wrote a love letter for Jeonghan, but Jeonghan didn't understand what Jisoo was trying to say since he wrote it in english.

If only he had confessed back then, maybe Jeonghan was already his. Maybe he hadn't watched Jeonghan fall for someone else. Maybe things are slightly better.

He took a photo album from the shelf and started to reminisce every moment that he spent with Jeonghan. There were tons of pictures of them smiling together, not giving a single damn about the world. Their happiness was genuine and everything was real.

A tear had escaped from his eyes, remembering all those things they did back then. Back when he had hope that someday, he'll be Jeonghan's boyfriend. Back when he held Jeonghan's hand for the first time. Back when he and Jeonghan first met.

The memory of the day that Jeonghan saved him from a bunch of bullies was still vivid in Jisoo's mind. It was a core memory. The day where he knew he was inlove. The day where he had hoped that he's life will be better. The day that he made a bestfriend.

He stood up from his seat and grabbed a paper and a pen and finally wrote the things that he had failed to say. Jisoo believed in fate, and he thanked that fate let him flew to korea.

He had so much more to say, to write and to put his feelings out but the paper had finally ran out of spaces. He only heaved a deep sigh and folded the paper and placed it inside a neat white envelope. He then wrote Jeonghan's name at the back of the envelope and smiled.

The moment he had spent with Jeonghan were too precious to let it slip out of his mind. Jisoo had always treasured those beautiful moments. It kept him alive. It kept him from going further. Those times had fueled Jisoo to go and move forward with his life.

Jeonghan was one of the people that made Jisoo's life worth living. Jeonghan made Jisoo smile, cry, laugh, angry, hurt and so much more. Jisoo lived a very beautiful life with Jeonghan beside him and it was beyond perfect. Jisoo didn't notice that his tears fell from his eyes. He finally placed the letter on the center table and left their picture with it.

For once, Jisoo felt brave. He finally had the guts to say the words he failed to say before. The burden inside his chest became lighter and he can now walk without anything pulling him from behind. He felt free and it was nice.

"Thank you Hannie, Thank you for everything." Jisoo smiled and stared at the house one more time.

The pale apartment walls became empty and the odd furnitures became lifeless. As he turned the lights off, Hong Jisoo can now freely say that he's in love with his bestfriend Yoon Jeonghan.