Yellow - in darkness can be found || Minsung fanfic🌻🍋

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"I remembered his voice.

I had sat against the red shed. I sat there every day since after what I heard from my friend what had happened nearly three years later, my thirteen year old, younger self, had shut himself off of people.

It was weird, even tho the story my friend told me was a while ago, I didn't age at all. I was still the same as before I got captured.

It was quite peaceful. I would go to school, then go home, make homework and go to bed, whatever normal kids that age did. I wasn't really that special.

One day a boy, one year younger than me had come sat not too far away from me while I was
Just quietly annoying ants with a stick.

He told me his name, something with a J but I had forgotten that not too long after he had told me.

I acted as if I didn't care. But he didn't seem to care either that I was basically ignoring him the entire time and kept talking to me. I didn't talk back or pay much mind to him but he seemed to enjoy my company so I let him.

There was once a question that he had told me that I couldn't seem to just ignore.

"Why are you always alone? Aren't you lonely?"

It was not like I didn't want friends or as if I wanted to close myself off of everyone. Well except my best friend during that time even tho I had never seen him again after he had told me that story about my younger actions.

"It's not always a choice." I had answered. And yes I was right, loneliness doesn't just fill up even if you're with the people you you. You just can't control it.

It wasn't like I had no one, I had my friend. He was always there for me, more than anyone else. He made me feel as if loneliness didn't matter.

Maybe the loneliness we feel is just because we let our guards down. If we were to have someone else to occupy the chain of our thoughts it wouldn't be there, or not as much as prior.

I was scared. I couldn't trust anyone. I didn't want to get hurt again so that's what I did. But as simple as it sounds, it didn't always work out that easily.

It's like, a little kid with all kinds of people in front of them having fun and eating a cake, which they can't have for some reason. The moment the people don't look or disappear, it's hard for the little kid to control themself.

The boy who I had learned to get a little bit more every day seemed to have someone to 'listen' to him, or so just sitting there while he talked and me not stopping him from talking.

I don't think I could.

It's not as if I paid attention a lot but I did feel bad for him. He had no one, he reminded me
Of myself.

Something that seemed to take my mind off my business that day was when he started talking about most and least favorite colors.

The moment he spoke out one specific color name, which he absolutes despised, I had looked up at him and we had made eye contact for the first time ever.

A small purple sparkle forming in both our eyes.

I'm sure he had noticed too since his eyes were wide open and he looked extremely confused.

Or maybe it was more surprised. I didn't know by that time since reading emotions as a thirteen year old can be quite tough, and I can't confirm that I know the truth about how he felt or how to conclude this to this day.

The rest of the story is far back in my mind. I know it's there but I simply can't remember. There must've been so much more.

That boy was you Jisung."

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Happy bday to Yeonjun, Hyunjae, Jisung, Felix, Sungchan and Yeosang and-I forgot who else rjtjtjdj-

Oh right and happy late bday to jk and joonie~

Im actually kinda satisfied with this chapter