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(NOTE: Jakym is pronounced as JAH-kim)
𓆩♡𓆪
Each day seemed to merge into the next, like watercolours blending into one another. Days turned into weeks, and before I knew it, the calendar had flipped to mid-October.
However, as days passed, there was a disturbing rise in kidnappings, accompanied by dead bodies being found in various locations. The police actively visited schools, including Chunguk, to deliver safety talks, and updates on the recent incidents, as well as assure us that if we followed their procedures, we would be protected. But despite their efforts, fear and panic still gripped everyone's hearts. I walked with the girls to and from school, but I noticed that Sunoo had been absent lately. On the rare occasions when I did catch sight of him, he looked exhausted and devoid of colour. When I tried to approach him, he brushed off my concerns with a forced smile, pretending that everything was fine. I really wanted to ask him more, but I was afraid he might shut me out.
In the midst of this chaos, I've been trying to make amends with Sunghoon. Day after day, I persistently reached out to him, constantly calling, and seeking him out at school and even his house. Finally, he relented and let his guard down. He looked at me with regret clear in his eyes, as he apologised for the way he had behaved the other day. The words spilled painfully out of him as he acknowledged that it wasn't fair for him to have blamed me, when in reality it was his own lateness that had set the wheels in motion.
Meanwhile, I was also preoccupied with avoiding Heeseung. The mere thought of going to his party was as appealing as jumping into a piranha-infested river. Even before Sunghoon's warning of Heeseung and the others, I had no intention of going. The reason was simple. I just didn't want to face Heeseung. I didn't want to confront him and explain my no-show at his party.
Yet, Heeseung's party soon became the least of my worries. My mind was preoccupied with Sim Jaeyun. For the past two weeks, his face haunted my mind, tormenting me with recurring visions. Every day, without fail, I found myself reliving either one of two scenarios: either I was enveloped in a never-ending sea of flames, my last dying breaths wracked with pain and fear, or I was ... getting cosy with Jaeyun. Each time the visions overtook my mind, I found myself running in the opposite direction, desperately trying to put distance between us. I tried to steer clear of Jaeyun like the plague, but despite my best efforts, it seemed that fate had other plans for us.
My dreams were like a kaleidoscope, constantly changing, yet one thing remained the same. Jaeyun's face always lingered, no matter where my subconscious took me. Some nights I would dream of Jakym, my heart yearning for him to save me. Other times I would find myself in places I'd never been, experiencing memories that weren't mine.
But Jaeyun was always there, an enigma that my mind couldn't solve. Whenever I called out to him, my voice seemed foreign, and his face blurred beyond recognition. His name was a whisper in the wind, impossible to grasp.
I woke up each morning gasping for air, sweat covering my body, and tears staining my pillow. The weight of my emotions was suffocating, like a crushing boulder on my chest. Everything felt so wrong, and I comprehend why.
As my thoughts consumed my every waking moment, I knew I had to tell someone. Anyone. If I didn't, I was terrified my sanity would slip away from me. I even considered taking up Nanny's offer and seeking professional help. But even the thought of it filled me with dread. What if they saw me as absolutely insane for being obsessed over a boy who didn't even belong to me?
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