Momo is at the gym and tired. Not physically, but emotionally, which is making her ten times more drained than if she did a hundred push-ups. She can't focus on anything at all, her mind filled with constant overthinking, thoughts laced with nagging distress. She can't rest either because that would make her thoughts rage even more.
She can barely keep up with the girls anymore, the choreography getting tangled and blurred in her vision. She can't even properly listen without zoning out whenever the trainer points out her mistakes. The words get puzzled in her mind and she isn't able to filter them, so she has pretty much given up completely. She decided to listen to her feelings and not pretend like everything is fine. Because she is not fine and she will respect that for once.
After about an hour of working out, she quickly packs her things and leaves the building. The day is cloudy, her favorite type of weather, but also the perfect one to make her even sadder. She takes a deep breath and starts walking towards her apartment, hoping that Dahyun is out and about so she can be alone and collect herself for a little while. On the way, she visits a convenience store and buys some ice cream as a treat. Maybe it will help the healing process.
She arrives at her place to be met with dead silence, not even the sound of the fridge reaching the front door. She lets her bag fall to the floor and takes off her shoes and coat to leave them beside the door. Then, she goes to the kitchen first to grab a spoon before entering the living room. She sits down on the couch, ice cream in one hand and the spoon in the other.
She starts crying. She doesn't remember the last time she had cried so easily, tears forming by themselves in her eyes and sliding down without having to blink. Her eyes are already burning and she can feel her chest aching and tightening as her insecurities engulf her.
Momo is a strong person even though she might not seem like it. She actually has a strong mindset and barely gets down because of anything, but then again, she is only human. All she wants is to disappear and return when her problems are solved.
Would people miss her if she suddenly disappeared? Or would it not make a difference at all since everyone always leaves her anyway? She sobs, not being able to enjoy her favorite ice cream at that point, only letting her feelings fall out of her eyes.
After a few minutes of her cry filling the room, or the whole apartment even, they quiet down. But the tears never stop, unapologetically gliding down her cheeks. She puts the ice cream and spoon down on the table with a thud before curling up on the couch, hugging her knees to her chest. Her eyes are fixated on the window, silently watching birds fly across once in a while.
Eventually, the sound of the door breaks the silence. Momo doesn't notice, stuck in her own world until Dahyun steps into the room and gasps.
"Honey, what's happening?" Dahyun asks in panic as she lets her bag to fall to the floor and hurries over to Momo.
"Nothing, I'm just tired," Momo mumbles as she sits up straight, not looking at Dahyun yet.
"You're lying. I can see the tears," Dahyun says in a serious tone, almost reaching for Momo's face.
"It's nothing, really." Momo looks down at her hands and her voice is tiny, barely above a whisper.
"It can't be nothing if it made you cry," Dahyun insists as she sits on the empty space beside Momo.
"It's nothing if it's always the same thing. It's been going on for weeks now," Momo replies with a sigh. She can feel her eyes burn from how much she cried.
"Well, it's still something. But it's okay if you don't want to talk. Just know that I'm here for you." Dahyun reaches to hold Momo's hand and that makes Momo lift her eyes to finally look at her.
