Hue:Blues Pt.2 ( Ryeji )

28. A Chance.

YJ's POV

I saw her again..

She was running away on a rainy day while I... I was holding an umbrella.

Why can't I call her? Why didn't I run and tried to reach her...

Then as I opened my eyes, I touched the corner of my eyes to feel that a lone tear had already escaped from it.

I sat up on the couch I slept in and tried to remember something more about my dream.. about her that appeared yesterday when my head suddenly ached.

"Give me more time..." I mumbled to myself as I checked the clock.

It's still early in the morning but the smell of something coming from the kitchen had me curious that I wanted to see it for myself.

And just a step inside, a steaming hot food was on the table. Not the thing I left last night and... there was also a cup of what I assume as chocolate.

I walked closer, somewhat excited that I felt myself tearing up over a meal.

It wasn't just any ordinary thing but surely, she's the one who made it.

My lips may have a mind of its own since I found myself smiling so wide it was already hurting my cheeks.

Taking a seat on the stool, I admired the meal she prepared for me that most likely she cooked not awhile ago since it was still pretty hot.

'should I call her?' I thought, but I shouldn't feel too excited and expect her to be completely fine with me.

With that, I started to devour the food  while the stretch on my lips was yet to leave and.. water keeps on appearing the blocks my clear vision on this beautiful meal.

And the best tasting hot chocolate that made me think on how I wasn't a fan of this kind of drink... Or maybe I only like  specific ones.

After the greatest breakfast I had in forever, I think of knocking on her door but maybe she's sleeping since she woke up earlier to prepare the meal I just ate, so I let the morning pass without disturbing her.

I really have nothing to do as I placed the crochet kit back in the art room and I can't just get it and piss her again. Not now that there's a little good change in between us...

But the sweater... Should I give it to her now or wait for her to come out of her room?

No, I should respect her alone time.

So I just find something else to spend my time with which is... One of the books I found on the shelf at the living room.

The weather was fine, it's not too sunny but maybe later the day, rain will start again.

I don't really mind if it will, I love it and somehow.. it makes me feel good inside.

Since I'm already at the open window, I settled by the sill and played some calming music to go along with the book that I was about to read.

It was past lunch but she's yet to come out, we don't usually eat during this time so I continued reading this book entitled 'First Love'.

It's about having your first love during their high school but something happened that got them separated for years. Having different lives but time made them meet once again.

A beautiful story indeed and a bit similar to us.. I guess.

Maybe I was so engrossed with the book that I was startled when a drop of rain suddenly touched my skin.

I held the book open on my lap as I watch the rain, sky wasn't giving me any sign of sadness unlike yesterday. It was bright and--

Now she's here.