Joker (18+)

Joker: Alone

I look around just to find him lost in his small world. That's just how he's always been. Him and his wandering soul. He never puts his head on his current work.

The teacher is doodling some nonsense on the board while Hoseok jotes the same shit on his notes.

That studious maniac.

I shook my head as my gaze fell on a butterfly flapping its wings to fly through the class hall. I looked at it with all my focus and intrest placing my right cheek on my palm.

I sigh as I gaze the brown winged butterfly intensely.

I still remember how Hoseok and I used to sneak out into the restricted meadows just to play with those generous amount of butterflies beautifying the morning play.

That waterfall deeper into the woods and that treehouse that he built just for me.

That bridge that I and Hoseok built together and that bed of twigs and dry leaves where we use to rest ourselves after a long day of playing different games.

Lastly that church.

The church where we met Joonie. The beginning and conclusion of the big ass havoc. The old abandoned church with the dead body of the passed away high priest of our city.

My breathing started to accelerate and my hands started to shake. I gulped as I reminded myself to just forget about Hoseok and every shit related to him.

My head was in a turmoil and my forehead started to sweat. My legs shaking due to anxiety and suddenly everything comes to a halt.

"June. Ms. June. MS. JUNE!!"

I looked around just to be met with a fuming old hag and bunch of boneheads laughing at me.

I rolled my eyes.

"What's wrong with you two?"

I scrunched my eyebrows. Two? I looked at the row adjacent to mine to find Hoseok lost staring at the beautiful brown butterfly sitting at the window pane.

He sure still remembers everything like me.

"JUNG HOSEOK!! TO EARTH!"

I looked at him and slightly whisper shouted his name. He didn't look at me.

I saw beads of sweat trickling down his forehead. He is thinking about the church too.

The fire. A wailing hobi. Me with my fractured bones and bleeding legs. Hoseok's father and a shivering Joonie.

And him. And his axe.

I immediately grabbed my pen with my shaking hands and adrenaline pumping aggressively.

I threw the pen at him. It hit his leg and he looked at the professor startled.

He looked at me with the same disturbed and uneasy look.

"Mr. Jung Hoseok if you are looking forward to sit here in my class and day dream then your probably wanna get out and DAY DREAM AT YOU HOME!!"

He sighed.

"What's wrong Ms??"

"Oh you're asking me what's wrong."

Those stupid smirks and laughter made my blood boil. They don't even fucking know what we both went through and how does it haunt us every second until now.

"You better pay attention Jung Hoseok!!" The professor screamed at his face while Hoseok just remains cold and nonchalant.

He slouched back on his seat folding his arms. "I've paid stupid amount of fees to your shitty teaching and now you want me to pay attention too??"

Silence.

Pure silence.

How does he even find courage to say brave nonsense shits like these.

When I tell you the silence was too loud, I mean it. The lady just started at Hoseok with her mouth hung.

He smirked and that's when a guy stood up hooting. It was a matter of seconds until everybody stood up either clapping or hooting.

I was sat at my place . I shook my head. That's the reason why I love him. I shook my head, smirking.

He threw his bag over his shoulder and left the class. Damn this boy is built different.

I started at the butterfly at the window just to realise it was gone. I looked at Hoseok's bench.

I stood up to take my pen. In the process I slightly slipped. The impact made my butt sit on the bench.

I looked around embarrassed but luckily everybody was engrossed in the gossips about last few minutes. I picked my pen up.

Not in my senses, I looked at the window again.

It was the clear sky. The garden outside the campus. And when I looked closely. It was the forest of before the restricted area.

He wasn't looking at the butterfly. He was looking at the cross at the top of the old abandoned church.

I sprinted to my bench trying push away every thought about that day.

There's no need. It will only weaken me .

Sure I never payed any attention after Hoseok left. The bell rang and I jogged to the parking lot.

As I knew. He was staring at the fence. It was foggy today making it look scarier than the memories.

I bit my lip turning my heel to go away. "June!" My heart stopped pumping at his voice.

"Yes?"

"Do you get afraid too?"

"Of what?"

"You know June. You know what I mean!"

"I don't want to talk about it."

I was facing his back while he gaze lost at the fence to the restricted side of the city.

"Let's go to the meadows."

My breath hitched at his thought. Is he serious?? He really wants to go there?

"Are you sane, Hoseok??"

"I am going there. If you don't want to, then fine."

"Have you lost it Hoseok?? We'll get caught!!"

"We won't. I remember every nook and corner of that place. And you know that June. Come with me."

Going to do something forbidden with Hoseok. It doesn't sound anything new to me anyways. I know why he wants to go there.

I nodded and stepped further.

He didn't look behind at me.

He went towards the big old oak tree. I sighed . It's now or never.

Going out with Hoseok feels so good. With him, I just want to get lost in the woods.

The secrets of the woods died with us leaving that place forever that day.

I looked at Hoseok. He was too focused. I knew we would meet up with troubles.

We were never alone in the woods. He was there with us almost always. He's there hiding in the dark.

In our story, We are never alone in the woods. It's our miseries and dead bodies around us. I hope he's not there.
- ﾌꪮᛕꫀr