After Somin finally gets into a prestigious Art university, everything in her life turns upside down. What was once a secure plan to get closer to her boyfriend is now a mess. Her future is unknown, though already stained with heartache.
Will she p...
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Lee Somin
As night fell, Somin lay down and contemplated the whole day, filled with emotional questions. After a while, she snuck into her closet and carefully took the "Peace of mind" photo out. Sitting down on her bed, covered in a blanket she inspected it in the faint light of her scented candles on the nearby nightstand. Dreaming about a parallel universe self who led a different life and made risky choices.
I wonder how her life turned out to be.
The photo's bigger format made space to investigate every little detail and the lonely girl dreamed of hiking to that secluded place with the adventurous boy. She imagined how he'd helped her on the steep paths. How he'd look drenched in sweat from the afternoon sun. Hearing him say sentences like:
"Ya, Somin-ssi, come and join me," came from the coldness of a shadow cast by a huge rock.
Where he'd prepare lunch and they would sleep the heat away in a tight embrace. He'd caress her hair, making her giggle. His honey-like low voice said some terribly sweet empty words.
"I have never been so happy in my life." or "We're so amazing together, don't you think so?"
And I think my books are corny. Somin scoffed in her birdie pajamas.
Fantasizing about the possibilities of a longer deeper conversation with the interesting, impossibly beautiful boy was tempting, but dangerous for her mental health.
I shouldn't dream about him this often.
Yet she continued anyway, imagining what they'd do once they'd reached the hut and how it would look inside.
There would be a small old stove, probably decorated with smudged floral elements. He would make fire, bringing wood from outside. Carefully laying the planks into the small opening, having his hands black and dirty from the ash. Smelling like a pine tree.
Teho from the different universe looked up at her and his boxy smile made him look like a fluffy bear.
"Come closer," he'd tempted her and she'd go, dressed only in his shirt. His dirty hands would grab her head and he'd put the wettest and most sensual kiss onto her lips. Marking her cheeks with woody-smelling ash.
I would make strong coffee in a french press in the morning and we'd sit in swinging chairs on the porch, covered in warm blankets. I'd sit on his lap and he'd caress my body like he could never get enough of me.
She pictured his wavy hair falling to his eyes when he ate up her kisses hungry for more. Somin's cheeks flushed bright pink in her bed. So she quickly opened the window to get some fresh cold air in. But it only fueled more dreams to come to her forefront.
We'd have a delicious dinner when it gets pitch black. I'd set candles on a tiny table while it gets even darker outside. Maybe it would be like a big round piece of tree trunk with growth rings sealed in resin. What if the interior had romantic led lights all over the ceiling? OMG, I'm spending too much of my time on Pinterest for sure.
