Gym is your closest friend.
You probably didn't gather enough humans to make friends with to spend your entire living in Seoul well and loud because you are simply fine doing everything alone with little to no help but you still acquire a decent amount of friends that you swore would go through thick and thin just to put air through you.
Despite the right circle, it's not avoiding to wonder why you keep choosing the gym to spend your time with than a fun karaoke night with your colleagues. To answer the thought, it feels like the progress you are going to obtain from the gym is more rewarding than drinking, second-hand smoking, straining your throat from singing, looking after your friends and dropping them off when they get too drunk.
Describing it even sounds so bothersome.
'Every single time.' Juhyeon bitterly says on the phone last night, defeated and irritated.
You giggle at the recall, smiling more proudly realizing that you had manage to keep a deep friendship with your extroverted friends needless to say that you are the only contradicting characteristic, or as the cliche says, odd one out.
It must have been fulfilling to live a life with switching personalities. You are certainly not bipolar. Nor possessing a mental illness. You are simply accepting, more so lenient and kind to yourself for the freedom you give to it from overthinking and future fearing. You just want to let go and surrender from life. And you don't force things now as before. Back then, it was stressful, and straining. Like you're only hanging on a careful breathe.
To live alone was your ultimate need. Now that you have it, you're simply thankful. You don't feel lonely.
Whenever the moon rises from the earth to dominate the darkness of the night, your emotions would also rise as high as it affect the tides. Imagine how powerful this element can be, pulling you from the depths of your burried dismay, and towing you down to the pit of your real loss. It makes you want to rebel. You didn't want to be empty like that. You have already mastered how to avoid it.
Things you leave behind back home, will stay unable to haunt you forever. And that feeling only ocassionally comes now when you're pre-period. So there's less worry of getting back to the state of depression for no reason.
Today seems like an average day. There is no boiling sadness, nor drowning disappointment. You seem to be okay, and unbothered. Like there's nothing that can annoy you no matter how much it tries.
It's leg day at the gym so the only thing you feel are the jerking pricks of your sore muscles when you walk.
Threading still, the realization of the unfamiliar but familiar feel of Seoul to you slowly sinks in. How come have you had no single idea where a convenient store is when it has been completely six months of you living here.
Fishing the phone in your pocket, you ask for the map's aide. It only takes 5 minutes for you to spot the said convenience store from scrutinizing it.
Running to reach the hard bar of the entrance, you push the door and carelessly wander inside; a sharp smell of ramen you have been craving when you woke up and still salivating on the idea of eating it at the gym quickly smother your breathing.
Finally for you, only a few moments will have yourself devouring its salty and spicy glory.
Looking for the island that displays its kind, you grow a bit impatient when you realize you are not familiar of the store as you thought you would be.
You busy yourself with work since you got here five months ago, and when you have time off, you spend it in the gym, at home, or at cafes; reading books, listening to music or just simply waiting for a retired celebrity you knew from kdramas or kpop to grace your sight while enjoying a hot cup; it defined serendepity for you. Being a home girl that you are, you didn't try as much to go to the convenience store even if it's only near your apartment. You said, you didn't want to go out for singular things you can purchase, you'd rather buy in bulk and avoid the crowd encounter. Thus, there is just no way for you to know where and which is which when you're hungry.
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