Feylee's POV
“mommy, im going out” I screamed from the front door. everyday i would visit the swing, yet he's not there. I didn't give up easily. He said to come to his performance next week, which is 2 days left since that night.
“are you going?” Ash asked. I nodded “of course i would duh?” i sit across him on the cafe beside the beach. “you went here everyday, yet he's not here. are u sure-” “YES” i accidentally raised my voice. “uh- im sorry i didn't mean to” i immediately apologized. “it's fine, Fey” he smiled. The rest of the evening was pure silence. Ash eventually went back to his house. i sit on the bench like usual. having hopes that he'd go there. but no. he's not there either. “i guess I'll come again tomorrow” i slowly walked back to my house.
End of Feylee's POV
The moon rised and went back down meeting with the sun. Feylee as she usually do. she sit on the cafe beside the beach. waiting for Flinn's attendance. as the sun sets. She eventually sit on the bench. suddenly she saw a tall figure near the swing, bringing a pair of ice skate shoes. ( i dont know what it's called LMAO ) the figure or should i say, Flinn gently placed himself on the swing, swinging himself back and forth. He took out his phone and listen to the song, “Flim Out”. He began to talk “I skate for you, Feylee. Please come to my performance tomorrow” he kneel on the sand. Feylee stared at him from afar. She didn't approached him. She wished to hug Flinn and told him that she'd come to the performance. How excited she was for it. But her inner self stopped her. she didn't know why but her feet stopped there, not moving at all.
“please come, Feylee”
. . . . .
“i will, Flinn”

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Film Out
Short StoryThis story is inspired by the song, "Film Out", by BTS. It's a beautiful song and yes it's full of theory. But I expressed this song by writing this story. The flaw of the music, the story behinds it. Everything are beautiful as the music are. Go ch...