Walking in the Wind | 2Min

Epilogue

Seungmin's POV

I find myself in that same old place. His favourite place. His leather book was with me but not him.

How many times I've read through it? I've lost count. But every time I do so, I feel different. Some days I relate to him while some days only bring back memories of him.
I do the same this time, turning the pages, mindlessly staring at all the words that he painted. Hardly a few words registered in my head.

I still remember the day he compared humans with ants and called himself insignificant.

Yes, we are just like ants, things are the same, the birds still go chirping by, and the world still carries on just like it used to, with all its warm summers, freezing winters, and colourful springs with its butterflies fluttering by, with all its mesmerizing sunrises and sunsets.

But that's not all for me, even though I wished it would be, there is a difference and not just an insignificant difference that he mentioned, not at all.

'You failed hyung, you failed to see the turmoil the other ants had to go through, you were only concerned about the ant you thought were you.
Did you not see how the world stopped for the ants around the one you picked apart?
Guess you did not, guess you are the same as anyone here, only judging by the actions and not thinking about what might be going on in someone's head.
But then again can I really say that you're like the rest here?
Or did you once again choose to not read through the other ants just like you skipped Han's chapters?

You know what?

You're just selfish.'

That pink petal that he tore off of that flower poked its head from the next page. Loose ends nicely trimmed. It still held its beauty.

'I guess, you got what you wanted. Everyone has. Or will soon. 3racha's doing good. I hope you listen to them, if not, then you're missing out on a lot. Felix joined us the next semester after you left, I know you know, they won't tell me anything about you. Felix, Jeongin and Hyunjin are training now, you should have been here to see them dance! Han and Hyunjin are so happy together.
And guess what, I'm going for an audition today like you asked me to do. They all support me and hype me up, but somehow, that's not enough for me. I'm here, yet again, you see.
I shouldn't have met you.
But would I change any of it?
No. '

Finally, I turn to that page holding the petal so it stays, the last page, where he wrote everything I ever wanted him to say. Just once. To me. Looking right into my eyes with any emotion he could come up with. Be it like the time when he brushed the snowflake off my hair or maybe, just maybe, as a joke. Yeah, just as a joke.

'Seungmin,
Saranghae.'

I looked up at the sky where the white clouds floated by.
A sad smile plastered on my face while my hair flutter in the air.

'PS: You're pretty. I'm not drunk while I write it this time.'

There are so many things I want to do.
There are so many things I want to say. But,

' Liar '

That's all I could mumble under my breath.

But this time, he wasn't here to reply with his fake offence-struck face.

He wasn't here with his stupid remarks.

He wasn't here beside me, to hold my hand and say, 'It's alright'.

He just wasn't here like the days we spent in this place, in our place, letting go of everything and confiding within ourselves, just the two of us, stargazing, running away from the world, or just, just finding comfort in each other and walking in the wind.

The End.

♡

»»--⍟--««