Young Forever 花樣年華

Prologue: Fire

Oddly, I've never felt so alive. Red, orange and yellow are tinting the horizon, and smoke is intoxicating my lungs, I love it. It's finally over, the catharsis of such a pathetic life before your onlooker eyes!

She lied there, lighter still in hand. Jet black eyes staring at nothing, and a smirk carved into her flesh. It felt like she had everything planned, with her lungs slowly being filled with fumes, all that was left was to wait.

And so she did, patiently awaiting to smother. But suddenly, she saw her in the smoke, big doe like eyes sweetly looking at her pathetic presence. Their hazelnut and strawberry flavored irises held only love towards her. Shame, immense shame was what she felt. How could she be so selfish? So weak? She was about to abandon those pretty big eyes.

But there was another figure in the toxic mist, a much darker one. He reeked of cheap alcohol and musk. How could she forget that awful fragrance? He held that fucking look, and opened his putrid mouth.
«You'll never be like her, Yoongi»
She started coughing as teardrops rolled trough her cheeks, tinted red by the reflection of the flames.

The coughing wasn't stopping, and she was in desperate need for air. But those big bunny eyes were still looking at her, trying to give her comfort. That's all that she needed, some shoulders to cry on.
A horrifying scream came from her sore throat. All that she was able to say was her name. What a pathetic sight.

Her vision was becoming blurry, and her thoughts were vanishing. She didn't know if the screams she was hearing were coming from her imagination or not.

«Y-YOONJI!! Unnie, hang on please... s-stay strong, I'm right here... it's me!! Jungkoo... please stay with me! I-I'm going to get you out of here... I promise, just stay awake...!»

She felt how her body was being dragged out of the room, the smell of burnt wood slowly detaching from her. She was still there, and the arms she felt around her were very much real, as well as the wetness of the younger girl's tears. She was so fragile, her trembling hands were clutching the phone when she dialed the emergency call number. Poor innocent girl, she took attachment to a corrupted soul.

I'm alive. How fun, so, I can't even manage to die then... Why would she save me? Why would she waste all those tears for me? I'll never understand. Such a silly girl...

Like that, Yoonji closed her eyes, she wasn't decided to leave her this time. Again.
You bring euphoria after complete darkness, Jeon Jungkoo.