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"Miss, I hope you enjoyed your stay. If you decide to take another holiday, please consider our service again."

"I will, thanks," I tell holding back my tears.

Once out of the agency, I start walking towards home. Looking around if I see some familiar face. How stupid of me, but I can't simply forget them. The tears that I am holding start to fall. The sky seems to sense my sadness and starts pouring rain on the city. It looks like it wants to hide my tears.

I never cried so much even when the families refused to adopt me. Not even when I was kicked out of the orphanage because I was too old or when I found Lucas with another girl in our bed having sex like animals.

I stop in front of a building and I look up. The Hybe, it's still here even after all these years. I see a flyer about an exposition of an old band.

I enter and the first thing I see is the guys, my boys. It was really a bad idea to get inside, I walk out immediately, I sigh, and start walking again finally reaching home.

The lights aren't on, which means that Solar is not home. She always leaves at least one light on when she's in. I'm happy to have the house all for me. For the moment the human presence is something I don't wish.

I go towards my room leaving a wet trail on the floor, I put down my luggage and let me fall on the bed.

Was my bed always this big? I curl up trying not to shatter, but it doesn't work.

All I can think about is Hobi. His smile, his eyes, his hugs, his caring heart, his warmth, his heartbeat. His love. My love.

I fall asleep crying, for someone that doesn't remember me anymore.

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It's already six months from the holiday. It's almost like it never happened, but there's a thing that tells me it was true, the scars on my head.

When Solar found out about my stitches the day after my return, she offered to take a dermal regenerator from the clinic she works as a doctor, but I refused. I don't want the only thing that binds me to him to disappear.

She is my best friend since the orphanage years. She was adopted when we were ten, by a really good family.

Normally, families don't let them stay friends with us anymore, but her family let her maintain her friendship with me.

At some point, they also proposed to adopt me, but I was already nineteen so I refused. It was too late to be adopted, instead, they gave me a big, big present. They paid for my tuition.

When I told them that I would repay, they refused telling me that even if there weren't papers to show, I was their daughter, just like Solar and Hyunjin. It wasn't like this for me, with them I always felt like an intruder.

For the first two weeks, she had to sleep with me, because I would cry every night to sleep. With time, everything settled, not completely, but better.

"Teacher?" Chris called me.

"Yes Chris, what do you need?" I'm a nursery school teacher.

"Jimin just peed herself." Great. I walk toward the girl.

"Jimin, don't cry, shhh." I take her in my arms and walk toward the bath.

After washing her and helping her change her clothes I take her again with the other kid. At the end of the day, the director called us into his office.

"From tomorrow we have a new kid. I think that he would fit well in Miss Kim's class. What do you think? Can you take another one in?"

"Of course, sir, there's no problem," I answer.

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