MY DAY SERIES : BOOK 3
Would you rather :
- Meet the wrong person at the right time?
- Meet the right person at the wrong time?
In which his young and tacit heart harboured a collection of their shared moments.
A/N: The storyline is not related t...
It was one of those summery days when Mingi recently turned eight. Aside from the scorching sun that everyone would either go for sleeveless tops and stay indoors, he just happened to sit at the wood table in his mother's favorite flower garden. In fact, he had a secret to share and Sunhee just happened to be the only one he could hand his trust away.
"You have a brother?!"
Sunhee asked with wide eyes. It was the first time she looked away from her halfway done drawing ever since she arrived here 15 minutes ago.
"You literally repeat what I've just said." Mingi scoffed.
"Shut up," she scolded then nudged her chin towards the boy. "Who's he?"
Didn't she just order me to shut up?
Holding back the urge to roll his eyes, he spoke nonetheless, "my parents adopted him yesterday. Mom said he's a year older than me."
"Oh."
"Just oh? Nothing else?"
"What should I say? None of us even knows him."
"But oh sucks," he grumbled while stretching out his arms in a sluggish manner.
Soon, Sunhee's crayons no longer scattered around her as they were snatched away by Mingi. She looked up to meet a straight face of his.
"I'm drawing!"
"But we're talking!"
He slammed his fists that grasped the crayons on the table childishly which stunned them both. His way meant to intimidate her, to make himself weighty. When the girl went silent after that, he thought he did succeed.
Or not.
To his dismay, a corner of Sunhee's lips turned up to form a smile and very soon it evolved into giggles. For a big boy (at his age), she found it was kinda cute seeing him made such sulky face.
"Hey! There's nothing to laugh!"
"Don't worry, you'll have my attention once I'm done with this drawing." Her hands clammed over her mouth as she tried not to laugh further. "You're such a kid, Mingi."
His cheeks turned hot. "As if you're not an eight year-old like me!" He shouted in offense, "I'm bored just because I forgot taking my toy cars along."
"Give my crayons back," little Sunhee called with the biggest teasing smile ever, getting up from her seat to round the table and grabbed his fists. "Song Mingi."
Her face zooming in all of a sudden made him froze on the spot. Something just popped that he neither hated nor wanted to push away. Though his cheeks were still in heat, his stomach felt cool all over at her sickly sweet smile under the beaming sun. He really couldn't take that.
It struck him in a sense that he didn't know yet.
While forcing him to release her crayons, she still appeared so sparkling to his eyes. For the first time, he believed that Sunhee surpassed average. That same old question he got from his mother last year suddenly crossed his mind again.
"Sunhee is a pretty girl huh?"
This time Song Mingi did not dare answer. Not at all.
To his mind, that summer was about not only dodging the hot sun but also the cool stroke when he was in Sunhee's presence.
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