Time Traveler

Chapter 15

Yoongi

Can I come with you to their grave? The question ran through my mind again and again as we were driving towards the graveyard with Seo-yeon. Why did I even agree to that? I thought to myself as I peeked at her. She was dressed in a beautiful black long-sleeve dress that had white lace on the edges of it and she was holding two bouquets of flowers that we couldn't fit in the back of the car.

"Are their graves in the front or back or somewhere else?" she asked, finally breaking the silence between us. "They are in the front," I mumbled, as I turned the steering wheel to the right, the street that led to the graveyard. "Oh really? That's great. My dad is also in the front."

I stopped the car as we reached the graveyard parking lot and looked outside. It was dark already, but luckily the place had lighting. "So do you want to go alone or do you want to go together?" I asked and looked at her. Her eyes looked empty and the color had drained from her face. Looks like we have to go together then.

I opened my seat belt and as I was about to open hers, she opened before me. "I think you want to be alone," she finally said, looking me straight in the eyes. "Oh, i-it doesn't matter to me," I stuttered while trying my best to keep eye contact with her. Did she read my thoughts or something, how did she know that I want to go alone?

"Well I think that it's an important day for you so I should give you some time to be alone with them," she said, breaking eye contact and looking towards the graveyard gates. "Well let's go together and then I'll head over to your father's grave okay?"

I put down the bouquets of flowers me and Seo-yeon had bought for my parents, trying to place them right in the middle of their graves. "Well this is embarrassing," I mumbled to myself as I thought about Seo-yeon standing only three graves behind me, where her father was buried. "But it's great to see you guys," I said and squatted down to take a closer look at their gravestones.

I could still see their faces clearly even though they were carved into their headstones more than ten years ago. "Mom, dad. The bouquet of white roses is from Seo-yeon. The girl standing behind me. We are not friends, but after all these years this is the first time I was able to live through this day without traveling to Goryeo, and all thanks to her, or maybe her friend Min-hu too." I patted their gravestones as warm tears streamed down my cheeks to their grave and smiled as if I could feel their appearance from behind me. I hope that you are looking after me.