"I want to know you and I want you to know me too..", Taehyung said.
When an unexpected encounter leads into something else. But, when it comes to a world star, knowing a worldstar, nothing comes easy. I encountered Taehyung and what we had is unexp...
Taking a stroll with no burden, cafes and bars hoping, looking for something exciting to taste. That alone full-filled my soul. I will be just like a happy kid after a whole day in Disneyland.
Mostly being alone, don't get me wrong, I have tons of friends, who doesn't like being with me? But being is far different than being close with. Note that.
I have a demanding desire of getting someone to be close with, because my picky self won't let me get one. I'm too analytical, even with friendship.
Growing up, I've been busy. My adolescent year was not the easiest. My father, renowned full time businessman, trained me diligently to be a successor after his work hours passed. His impactful name burdened me a little, what if I'm not as great as him? This way of thinking molds my critical character.
But I believe every gain has something to loose. You can't be always on your winning side. When I was eighteen, when I was starting to get familiar with my father's business, my mom was caught in an affair. A young rising actor. Until she was given choices by my father, leave or stay, leaving that young actor unharmed. I didn't interfere much, my heart was devastated enough just to know how a seemingly perfect family was not as perfect as it's projected in the media. It has too much flaws.
Then out of all odds, I'm walking down a memory lane. A childhood friend I once had, shared everything together, separated too soon, reunite in the most unexpected way.
Y/N, I've always cherished her. Never spent a boring day with her presence. We've met almost everyday while our parents are away with their own business.
Why have we lost contact anyway? Her moving away? Us growing up? I could really re-call the familiarity. Her long wavy hair, red cheeks and her eye smiles, us playing at the beach with our mini bathing suit on, sands were covering our tiny toes, she was five.
How time flies too fucking fast. Never heard anything directly from her other from my father.
Right now, I have my hands on a steering wheel, letting myself drive anywhere I could ease my night. Ended up stopping by at a secluded, easy listening bar. I just love a bar like this.
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Its dimmed ambience envelopes my shivering body, giving a warm embrace to my lonesome night.
"So, what could melt your freezing soul?", the bartender asks while wiping the table clean.
Scanning all the music plates lingering all over the room, "Chet Baker and surprise me with the drink", taking a seat in front of the bar.
"Someone made you fell in love too easily?", the bartender refers to one of Chet Baker's song.
I scoff, smiling shyly, "The right place, might be a wrong person, definitely a wrong time"
He mouthed 'ouch', "The stronger drink it is. Coming right up"
