Behind every door is a story of memories, all different kinds. Every chip in the wall was a different memory, every creek in the floors was a different meaning, and every person was a different book to read. But there was one, one story that was dif...
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"The eyes tell you the things your voice doesn't." He crossed his arms over his torso, his sweater laid across his lap, and his cane hanging on the railing.
"Sometimes we can't speak the words that can't be found. And sometimes, there isn't enough words to explain our feelings, especially to those we love deeper than a friendship."
"Love?" She looked over.
The older gentleman mouth creased up as he nodded. "Of course. Why do you think it takes so long for people to finally speak their feelings for the one they truly care about."
"How do you know so much?"
"Once you live through it, you'll know exactly how," He got up from the bench. "This very museum was the place I told the love of my life my feelings." He chuckled.
Seoyeon walked next to him with a smile on her face. The tone and look on his face was the main evidence of how much his love meant to him. It's the same feeling she wanted to share with someone special. She wanted a life time love.
"Make sure you figure out your feelings, before it's too late." He whispered before he walked out of the museum.
Before it's too late.
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For the rest of the evening at the museum, all that ran through her head were the words that was spoken from the man.
Before it's too late... what does he mean by that. Was it the same with her situation, or was she completely wrong? Is she thinking too hard, and he was just some old man who was bored?
He probably was some weird old man that liked playing games with people for fun.
"Seoyeon!"
She left her thoughts when she heard her name being called from behind her.
Heojun was waving his arm back and forth to get her attention. She waved back before saying goodbye to the visitor so she could talk to him.
"Hey Jun, I didn't expect to see you here."
"I was bored so I decided to just come and see if you were working. I tried calling you but your phone went straight to voicemail."
"Sorry about that. I turned my phone off before coming here."
"What's wrong with you?"
Seoyeon scrunched her eyebrows towards him, "what do you mean?"
"You look tense, uncomfortable, annoyed? I can't tell exactly what it is but I know you. Something is up."
Seoyeon rolled her eyes, "nothing is wrong. Just trying to get through the night in this freezer box."
