It's so cold this time of year. I cuddled deeper into my cream colored oversized sweater, and sipped some of my favorite honey tea from my large mug that took two hands to hold. As I sat by the icy cool window in my new apartment I looked around at all the boxes that still need to be unpacked. My name is Hana Mori, and I just moved to Seoul a week ago from Kyoto, Japan.
I want a new start. I want to forget. I sat the mug down on the table and rubbed my arms underneath the soft creamy white sleeves, the fingerprint shaped bruises are still healing in a purplish green color.
I think about him a lot; my ex-boyfriend, Takashi. Our relationship turned toxic during our 2 years together, and he didn't take the break-up very well. I took care to not let anyone know where I was going, and left in secret hoping that he wouldn't follow me. Some might not believe him to do such a thing, but... They don't know him like I do...
I pushed the thoughts of him out of my mind and did my best to swallow the anxiety he caused inside me. I need to do some research on the new band I'll be working with, a very popular band called Enhypen. I'm a booking agent, and a very respected one at that. I've worked with many bands in Japan, especially in the rock scene. That's how I unfortunately met Takashi.
They're so young, making me feel like an old timer at 25 years old. They're pretty cute though, much different than the tattooed, heavily leather-bound Japanese rock scene I'm used to.
I decided to listen to some of their music, clicking play on the first song that caught my eye which was called "Polaroid Love." Like their look, their music was very different than what I'm used to. Very light and catchy, and before long I was bobbing my head to the infectious chorus.
Not bad, Not bad at all.
It wasn't long before I was blasting Enhypen throughout my apartment, singing along as best as I could to lyrics as I unpacked some of my things. It was so uplifting that I physically couldn't focus on why I left Japan in the first place. It was nice to feel something other than depression and anxiety for a change.
I think I'm going to like working with these guys.
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Forbidden Fruit: An Enhypen Romance
RomansaI have loved you in many lifetimes, in many forms. Until you're in my arms again, my soul will never be at peace. -X
