Eternal | K.TH [Complete]

Ch 36 | The End

After what seemed like forever, I caught a glimpse of him sitting there hopelessly as if there was not a single thought inside his head. Approaching him immediately wouldn't be the strongest move. But I can't help but stand afar and just admire him. How did someone like me manage to date someone as good as him? If it isn't looks, it's personality and his kindness that attract me the most out of everything.

Even though his hair was messed up and chaotic, I could still see the small image of his face staring down gloomily at the floor. It broke me, to say the least. I caused him to feel this way and I should be the one who fixes this once and for all.

Without a second thought, I took off running towards him. The memories then came flooding in quicker than lightning. It feels good to be able to remember them and reminisce about them. The past that I had forgotten about, was now remembered.

"Taehyung!" I yelled.

But no reaction.

So I came closer to him to the point I was right in front of him. Yet he remained staring deeply at the floor below him.

It was just him alone on the bench so I took a chance and sat down next to him, but there was still no reaction from him.
With my hand, I moved the hair from his face and saw both of his eyes closed.

He fell asleep.

I couldn't help but let out a gentle laugh as I shook my head in bewilderment. It was amusing to hear him express his desire to see me, only to find out that he had drifted off into slumber.

As much as I made an effort to feel no tenderness, I succumbed to it in the end. It isn't his fault that so much had taken place recently: The news about his brother, the rumours people spread about him and then waiting for me to wake up. It must've been exhausting.

Everywhere I walked in the corridors, students were whispering to their friends about him and Haneul. None of it was good. All of it was downright nonsense that didn't even make any sense. All of it was misinformation that someone else must've spread just for their entertainment.

How can people feel satisfied with seeing people suffer because of them?

I couldn't help but feel bad about everything that had been going on. Even if I had no play in it. Maybe seeing him awake right now would soothe my overthinking. Maybe I wouldn't be so scared to see him again.

"I'm sorry... It wasn't supposed to be like this. It's all my fault. You wouldn't have lost Haneul if it weren't for me." I sighed hysterically and sunk into the bench, arms crossed.

Recently I haven't been able to get the scene out of my mind. When Haneul lured me into a room at a secluded place, I couldn't find any peace in my mind after. The way his hands touched me so carelessly and desperately nearly brought tears to my eyes.

I can't ever find peace knowing that I had been taken advantage of like that. A part of it was my fault and I know it. I was so stupid that I listened to him and went with him to that place. Possibly things could have been different if I just didn't go there.