Heal My Heart, Dr. Yoon ⚕ jc

05

Reminisce

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When the sun disappeared and the moon replaced its spotlight, Seungcheol excused himself after dinner.

"Mom, I'll head upstairs." He smiled. By upstairs, he meant the rooftop, which Yerin can easily understand.

When he arrived, Seungcheol took a deep breath of the cold breeze, smiling as he felt the familiarity of the atmosphere when he's here above.

He pulled one chair near the rail of the rooftop, grunting in delight once he has sat and made a comfortable position where he can easily see the view, whilst, rest his head on his hand that was placed on the rail and close his eyes.

When he was younger, he used to get scolded for sneaking out and climbing the roof of an old abandoned building at night to look at the sky. He wasn't alone at least, his partners in crime for doing this was his best friends, Jun and Mingyu.

Suddenly Seungcheol smiled as he pictures his childhood which consists of his, Mingyu, and Jun's heads bowed down as they get lectured by their parents, saying it was dangerous to sneak out at night, even more, at an abandoned building.

Speaking of those two idiots, he hasn't been hanging out with them recently. About four months now? Good thing they were understanding and respected that Seungcheol have battles and he asks for space.

Seungcheol shares the same interest in the view from a high place with this childhood best friends. Jun always came for the clouds above and even joked about flying up there, Mingyu enjoyed the view of the buildings as he aspired to be an engineer, while Seungcheol, it was the city lights he came for.

The buildings, and the way they light up and emit orange, red, yellow and white scintillating lights had always brought a sense of comfort for Seungcheol.

Some may find it annoying— the sound of cars, people chattering, even homeless people fighting at wee hours at night, the busy, crowded city, in general. But for Seungcheol, these faint noises seems to lullaby him to sleep as the wind run through his hair like a finger massaging his scalp, and ease him when he's stressed.

Aside from the sounds, the scenery, Seungcheol finds the rooftop as a safe place, where he whispers, and sometimes shout all his untold thoughts that get masked with the sound of the busy streets below.

It was a safe place and all his secrets were kept between the city lights, the cold air, and him. Like a daily diary that fades into thin air.

This day, once again, he decided to vent out his thoughts. He lifted his head up, and tried to think of the things that bothered him today.

"As usual, my dream annoyingly got cut off again." He ranted. This rant was an everyday thing he says to the city light, sometimes he wondered if the lights got sick of him talking about his stupid dream, or if the city lights wanted to talk back, 'just move on already!'

He chuckled at that thought.

Seungcheol started reminiscing his dream, the way she tugged his coat in a cute way, wondering if they met, she would do that too. "I can't see her face, but I know she's as beautiful as ever."

"Mom was the one who woke me up, but never did I blame it to anyone who woke me up. The limitation of my knowledge about her will still surely wake me up no matter what."

Seungcheol took a deep breath, mind wondering to the rest of the day where he met someone.

"I met my doctor today, he's very kind. We were kind of awkward, I wonder why, maybe because he was around the same age as mine and he was pretty." then he chuckled.

"If the girl in my dreams really existed. Should I keep waiting for her? But if she wasn't real, then I probably wasted my time."

Seungcheol stood up, rocking his feet heel and toe, hands tucked in his pocket and licking his dry lips. "But I feel it. She's real. I know she's real. So as long as I dream of her, then I wouldn't get involved with my doctor."

"That's all for today, city lights. Thank you for listening to me."

The wind howled, as if answering him.

He smiled, and strode downstairs to warm up.