ditto | woosan

empty halls

wooyoung's point of view

desolate.

the halls were desolate as i walked through them, wandering around minding my business. the ground grew longer underneath my feet, and i wondered when it would end. a frosty mist coated the air, a cold tinge slapping my face as i strolled through it.
it was the end of a long day for me, all my friends had left to go home already. i didn't want to go home that day. my mothers are hiding something from me. i don't know if i could ever build up the courage to go back to them.
i heard their conversation.

"we can't tell him yet,"
those were words that wouldn't leave my mind. on repeat. over and over again.

sometimes i wondered if anyone could hear my thoughts. it'd be awfully depressing to hear those words over and over if you were reading my mind.
i would definitely think something was wrong with me.

i stopped filming my face that day. my mother's sorrow words got to me so forcefully, i didn't even want to look at myself. i don't think i even want to know what that meant. i can't handle the truth. have never been able to grasp it.

hongjoong held my hand that day too. i loved hongjoong. i told him everything. he was like my personal diary. i told him everything, he listened and kept it safe. like a diary with a lock and key. he often gave me advice back, but that time he didn't. he held my hand, brought me in for a warm hug and stayed by my side.
hongjoong had a pretty boyfriend called seonghwa. they were like my school parents. they've stuck with me through thick and thin.
i loved seonghwa too. seonghwa cried with me once, when my cat gigi died. i missed gigi dearly, she was my best friend. i saw remnants of her sometimes, in other people's cats. sometimes i felt like those are signs from the universe that she's still with me.
san reminded me of a cat. i think he's gigi reincarnated into a human. does that make sense?
gigi loved snow. i know, ironic for a cat right? but she loved winter. she couldn't stay out for too long, though. sadly that little fur coat wasn't enough to keep her warm. but i made sure to bring her a hot water bottle and blankets when she came back in. i still have her blanket on my bed.
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as i stepped foot outside, i saw a certain someone waiting there for me.
oh, my sani.
his hair was white with specks of snow, he wore a black hoodie over his uniform, dampened from melted frost. his eyes sparkled when he saw me, the corners of his mouth forming into a smile.

"who are you waiting for?" i giggled, knowing full well.
"you, dummy. come on." he held out his hand for me to hold, but quickly retracted it.
i thought nothing of it as i continued my journey, walking accompanied.

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A/N

i wrote this at school while skipping a lesson ⛷️