✓ laundry boy | yang jungwon

19: promises

hisano

i was in the library, reading books about romance.

it was after school, after i already found out laundry boy's name.

i mean, jungwon.

his name was so beautiful, garden. i love taking care of gardens too. i chuckled at the thought.

but, i don't want to say his name yet, i will say it when he tells me his name himself. for now, i was hoping to bump into him again.

whenever i want to see him the most, i never bumped into him. but when i stopped thinking so much about him, there he is right in front of me.

okay brain, don't think about him.

just focus on your book.

and that's what i did but as i was reading, the book said something along the lines of:

"you're beautiful, diana." ren said as he held her chin up, leaning in to press both their lips together.

jungwon...

i remember when he kissed me.

my face became red as i realized i was thinking of him again, i shut the book loudly and held my breath. i received a few stares from the other people in the library.

idiot, what are you thinking?

suddenly, i remembered that i had the journal today. i quickly reached into my pocket and opened it.

the last thing he wrote was to go for a swim.

i smiled and flipped the page, to my surprise, there was more writing.

-to kiss

a smile formed onto my face, there was more underneath.

we're friends hisano. though, sometimes i can't help but to stare at you fondly. you're very pretty, did you know that?

like an angel.

i blushed even more. jungwon could become a poet!

you're so cute, laundry boy.

this is a bit too friendly, don't ya think?

i sighed and got up. that's it, i'm going to search for him. i can't sit here and wait for him to magically appear again.

the skies were already getting dark when i left, how long have i been here?

oh, i remembered that he walked the opposite direction from the laundromat. so his house is further past it.

i'll go there.

i wonder where he lives...

stop. that's creepy, hisa.

but still, i can't stop wondering more and more about him.

i wish he's healthy. i know he's kind of ill, but maybe i can save him.

making my way to the laundromat, i couldn't decide whether i should check the laundromat first or go past it and keep looking around the area he was walking off to.

but when i saw the laundromat in my field of vision, i just decided to make sure.

i stood on the sidewalk and squinted, i saw a figure inside.

"watch out!" another voice said.

my head snapped to the side where the voice was coming from. there was a guy with a bike going at full speed.