“What time are you coming home?”
“Hmm, maybe sooner than later. Work’s been busy these days, but I promise I’ll be back.”
“Okay, don’t forget my sushi rolls.”
“Ha, I won’t”
Minhee hangs up once the beep came into its place. It was Friday, and every Friday, the restaurant packs itself with different kinds of customers, just not different, a lot. They would come in groups, couples, double-dates, family, or maybe workers who just came from their work. Still, Minhee smiles and serves their customers—it’s her job anyways.
At home, Chanyeol waits for Minhee; at times, he would run his (overly) large hand through his hair or maybe call Minhee (again). To him, it’s bad, to Minhee; it’s a good sign (maybe).
Chanyeol’s been taking care of her ever since he volunteered to take care of her when his sister died, the one who actually picked Minhee from the streets. And ever since, Minhee feels different types of emotions and different itches whenever Chanyeol is around her presence. And Chanyeol is oblivious to this fact, he sees her as his little sister who must be protected in all possible ways.
Back at work, Minhee clasps her hands together feeling relief that she’s done with work. She hums a popular song she hears a lot from the radio as she picks up Chanyeol’s wanted sushi rolls, before bidding goodbye to her co-workers.
In a good mood, she skips her way home and imagines what her life would be if Chanyeol actually had feelings for her. Would it be like the ones in the movie? Where he comes home late and she’ll reward him with something, or would it be just normal? Like a couple who loves going outdoors. She doesn’t know, probably won’t know, she stops in her tracks at this idea and shakes her head. That was so embarrassing. She thinks before walking normally back home.
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The clicking of her heels stopped as she finds herself lost, I’m so stupid, I should take the train. She decides before turning her heel to the other way.
It was a relief knowing there are trains still travelling at this hour. She pays for her ticket before sitting down on one of the waiting benches, on the side, a movie poster shows a man with a wide grin and it reminds her of Chanyeol.
An accident, her falling for Chanyeol was an accident. Maybe it was because they both lived together for so long, or maybe she was touched by Chanyeol’s kindness. She shrugs it off; Chanyeol probably has someone else right now.
The loud clicking of the train’s wheels against the metal tracks sends Minhee’s chin up. She waits for the train to be empty before hoping on.
She knows Chanyeol was now being impatient when she feels her phone ringing in her pocket. A smile forms on her face when she sees Chanyeol’s name pop up, “Hello?”
“I want my sushi Minhee-ah!” Chanyeol hissed out impatiently, and Minhee laughs in return, “I’m on my way, be patient. Bye!” She says through the phone before finally hanging up.
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She drops her box of sushi rolls when she finds trails of blood in front of her. She gulps in shock and tries to gain her strength to move.
She remembers Chanyeol’s favorite quote “Curiosity killed the cat”, no wonder why his favorite Disney Classic is Alice in Wonderland. And the thing that Minhee wants now is to follow the trail that leads to a hole with rabbits and talking caterpillars.
Sadly, the last thing she wanted to see appeared in front of her.
The blood painted on the steel knife that was possessed by a man with milky skin. And in front of him, laid a woman whose shirt is perfectly painted with blood.
The man chuckles,
And Minhee sees, black, red, and a different form of evil.
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The humming of birds sends a small smile on Minhee’s face. She opens her eyes and absorbs in the new surroundings, she also takes in the big canvas-like which is the sky. She takes in the pink, blue, and yellow gradient on it. The sun cocks above a cloud that looks unreal.
She also takes in the cloud which was shaped as a bear. A giggle escapes from her lips.
Birds who hummed steadies their selves on a tree branch just near her, perfectly bloomed orange, red, flowers dances along with the wind.
Minhee also laughs when she feels the wind tickles the hair on her neck. It’s funny how Minhee hopes for a guy named Park Chanyeol to walk over and hug her. She wonders why she can’t remember anything but only a guy named Park Chanyeol; she also wonders why she feels butterflies flapping their wings in panic at the thought of him. But that was just a name, no face and such, just name.
She itched for an answer.
Minhee stands up and looks around, she finally understood why the grass was playing with her toes, she was barefooted.
A chuckle came across; Minhee turns her head and stares at the man behind her.
“I can’t believe you’re actually here” the man says, his left hand tucked in his pocket while the other plays with a keychain. “I thought you’ll end up somewhere else” the man continues, the sound of metal to metal still rings because of his keychain.
Minhee’s jaw parts a little, but closes it. “Who are you?” Minhee chokes out; she fiddles with the hem of her shirt. She tries to keep her eyes on the keychain, but her eyes are resting on the deep dark eyes that are being covered by hair.
Another chuckle, “I’m Sehun.” Minhee nods, and pressed her lips together, she isn’t sure if she should trust that guy or not.
“You’re dead”
Minhee raises her head and faces Sehun. She walks over to him and looks directly into his eyes, she wonders if his eyes were holes. Her eyesight becomes blurry; she soon feels a finger running across her wet cheeks.
“Shh, don’t cry. It’s going to be okay, it isn’t our fault that we don’t control over anything”
Sehun says before she feels different strange warmth wrapping around her in comfort.
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Haii~ FINALLY! A re-written chapter, uhm, the end might be same, but some parts are changed! Sorry for errors and typos! We're all human beings~ No one's perfect~ LOL. (It's already May *rolls*)
- Corrine
