Park Yuna🎨
I can hear her calling out to me, but I ignore her pleas to come back. My head is throbbing, my heart pounding. I'm running so fast, I can barely see anything around me. I'm dizzy, and I'm tired. I'm scared, and I'm confused. I'm running. I'm running and I keep running, until I can't feel my legs anymore. Until I can't feel my heart pounding anymore.
I'm fully numb. I have no words. Nothing to say.
My gaze travels down to the ground. I watch the sand, a few rocks littering the brown ground. I kick a pebble under my foot with a grunt. "This can't be fucking happening right now. This isn't happening. Why is this happening?" I cradle my head in my hands, fighting back tears.
I feel a buzz in my pocket and reach my hand in, pulling my phone. Beomgyu's calling me. I let out a soft breath, silencing my phone.
Then come the texts from my notification bar. Nonstop and constant for minutes.
beomie💝 : yuna
beomie💝 : where are u?
beomie💝 : yun it's really late
beomie💝 : where are u?
beomie💝 : i'm worried
beomie💝 : yun?
beomie💝 : why aren't u picking up any of my calls?
beomie💝 : yuna?
beomie💝 : are u okay?
beomie💝 : just reply please
beomie💝 : there's no way u haven't seen any of my texts yet
beomie💝 : your phone is on
beomie💝 : you're online
beomie💝 : i know u are
beomie💝 : just say something
beomie💝 : where r u?
It stops for a few seconds and I sigh, ready to put my phone back in my pocket.
Beomie💝 : i'm coming yun
I inhale deeply, putting my phone back in. I sit down on the sand, bringing my knees up to my chest, resting my chin in the middle.
I stare dully at the waves in front of me. They're so constant. Stable. Patterned.
High up in the air, over the sand. High in the air, and over the sand. Over and over again.
If you ever asked me if I'd rather be the sea or the shore, of course I'd say the sea. Majestic and beautiful. Admired, adored and yet feared.
Unfortunately, I'm the shore. Basic. Ordinary. Very not-constant. Life for me can just never stay the same. One day the waves are rough, terrorising my grounds. The next, it sends its creatures to shit all over me. Literally.
I'm just there. There to witness happiness and never able to experience it.
I don't want change. I don't do change.
But change...loves me.
I mean really, is it so hard to have one damn quiet day?
I just want everyone to shut up and leave me alon-
"Yuna!"
Footsteps.
"You scared the hell out of me!"
They slow down.
"Yuna?"
I look up to meet his eyes. His brows furrow in concern. My lips fall into a deep frown, my face breaking down. Before I can stop to think, tears spill out my eyes.

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