All Your Lies | Yoon Jeonghan

CH 2: Umbrella Guy

[ You're Everywhere, Even When You're Not ]

She wasn't supposed to care. She wasn't ought to bother about where that random guy who shared his umbrella with her is headed to and regret about a thousand times on why she didn't get to ask him.

There was more to that rainy day than just thinking about that umbrella guy for the whole time.

She met him in a brief time, not that many talks were made, she didn't feel anything as an outcome aside from the constant urge of wanting to know where he is, yet if she could just admit everything easily, there is a chance that there could be something greater that he left in her.

Perhaps, the sense that there are actually people existing around her which she has ignored since who knows how long.

Raki turned around once realizing her own whereabouts, and the organized flowers were the ones that made her stop and stare.

She wasn't that much fan of flowers, but because of the dark blue roses that were identical to the color of the umbrella of that guy she's having a hard time taking off her mind, she couldn't help but get mesmerized.

Her own will told her to ignore it, yet everything that consists of her except for her will, wanted the opposite.

It wasn't that difficult to walk away, all she has to do was to leave that flower shop and momentarily get rained on, but why was it that she was going inside instead?

Taking deliberate steps towards the counter, taking out her wallet, not believing that for the first time in her life, she was going to invest her money on flowers.

"Can I get a small bouquet of those dark blue roses?", She ordered to the florist, pointing the swarm of roses somewhere inside the flower shop which had the same color from the ones she saw outside.

"Sure thing.", The middle aged florist replied with a warm beam, before heading towards the flowers that she wanted and gathered a few.

Raki watched the process of wrapping the roses into a bouquet and even discerned how skilled the florist was, she was quick with what she was doing, and while in the middle of it, she shared a few informations about the blue roses to Raki.

"These blue roses symbolizes the inner feelings of love at first sight."

Had there ever been a time when someone said something and you feel guilty about it?

That was the moment for her.

She was flustered and for some reason, she didn't know why but she felt as if she had chosen the right flowers for her present feelings.

"These also symbolizes something that is impossible to achieve, something that is unattainable that will only remain a dream that can never be realized.", The florist continued.

And she was downright attacked about how precise her descriptions are to the blue roses and it relating to her.

Was she actually even describing the flowers, or her?

To her, he was a dream that she couldn't realize.

She thanked the florist once receiving the clean made bouquet. And even when outside, the words that the florist used to describe the blue roses were still circling inside her mind.

They were just flowers, and they were just words, yet why?

Raki stared intently at the flowers, and she admits, she couldn't look at those dark blue roses without recalling that guy's umbrella, and simply, that guy who seems to make himself be remembered wherever she goes.