All Too Well | Park Sunghoon

F O U R

Cheonsa stared at the amusement park that was so familiar to her.

Her heart ached.

All she wanted to do was leave, to go home.

But what home?

The home that took her away from her life, or the home that reminded her of her past life.

The thought of it made a lump grow at the back of her throat. "Well are you going to come in?" Ara smiles at Cheonsa, the girl slowly nodding.

She watched as Sunghoon took the girls hand and interlocked their fingers, smiling at all the rides and deciding which to go on.

"Cheonsa."

She didn't answer.

"Cheonsa?"

Her eyes slowly blink towards her brother, feeling some type of exhaustion in her eyes. "I feel tired."

"Well you'll feel energised if we go on some rides." Jungwon smiles, attempting to make his sister happy.

"Why.."

Jungwon raised a brow.

"Why what?"

The girl didn't continue her question, yet just continued to walk to a random ride.

Jungwon looked at the couple before turning to his sister, walking towards her. "You know, am I supposed to say sister or cousin?"

Cheonsa slightly chuckles. "Well no one knows we're siblings so.."

"I know but it feels weird."

The two waited in line for the ride. Even though Jungwon was excited, he felt a bit scared, but he acted as though he was okay so he could join his sister.

While usually, angels would find human rides not even close to scary, the two siblings that stood in line to the biggest ride have had different experiences.

As the two soon buckled up onto their seats, the girl caught a certain couple laughing while playing some arcade games.

Jungwon caught her gaze and followed it, his smile slowly dropping. He couldn't say anything, he didn't know what to say in order to comfort her.

"C'mon, who cares about this life. Don't amusements parks remind you of your previous ones? Just think about those." Jungwon smiles at his sister, catching her eyes.

The two spoke in a language no one understood, like, literally.

So the unknown language caught the attention of some, but not for very long.

The ride started and slowly as the air brushed against the girl's skin, the coolness greeting her neck, she found herself smiling.

Even if the girl had begged to be human, she would still miss the thrill of simply flying. The inhumane speed, the heights and the lows, amusement park rides always reminded her of those.

While a certain boy beside her felt a bit different.

He was a guardian. He watched over others, tried to comfort, accomodate and be the Angel that always had an eye for you.

His specialty was hovering over, flying slowly, observing and analysing.

The days he flew high, low while maintaining a inhumane speed, were the days he had to escape danger or worse.

The days he had to try his best to save someone.

But that wasn't his job, and in the end, the person was never saved.