His Last Song- "Ji'de Tas Anse"

Chapter Three 3.1

12: 05 p.m.

I go over my guitar then I pick it up. I discordantly strum a few times, but I can't get my fingers to move how I want them to. I sigh as I look over at his backpack again.

"Song Byeong-ho, you live life alone.

You keep to yourself.

Your life is unknown.

While I live at home.

With two people who I well know.

Sometimes I overshare, and many people care.

On the outside, it seems like we have many differences.

But on the inside, we may be the same.

I wonder why I've spent all this time alone, when there was someone who's like me.

You may not have been waiting for me and I wasn't waiting for you,

but it seems that fate has brought us together.

There are different types of friends:

There's type D, the ones you only text over the phone.

There's type C, the ones you only play video games with on a Saturday night.

There's type B, the ones that you get lunch with every day of the week.

Then there's the rarest type: Type A, the ones that have everything in common even when they look like the complete opposites of each other.

You may not know it yet, but you're my type A."

Well, that wasn't really sad.

I keep strumming as I hum, and I sway my legs.

I think that song needs some work. But it's pretty good for just coming up with it on the spot.

I start vocalizing and singing different notes as I play different notes on the guitar.

Nothing like a good guitar session in the morning to get me energized.

1:00 p.m.

Song has been out for a while. He only had to get the food then come back. He shouldn't be taking so long.

I go over to the window then I open the blinds and I look outside. The same red sky that I see every day is the only thing that greets me; well, that and all the dull buildings they line the streets.

I say into the recorder: "–I remember when there used to be people looking out on the rooftops and there would be others on the streets.–"

I stand on my toes so that I can look at the streets that are close to my building.

"–He's not taking a street or an alleyway by the apartment. Where is he? Maybe he has to hide from some animals that can be out in the sunlight. Can more animals like the tiger be out in the sunlight? I don't see any in the streets–"