Sancutary | 박성훈

1. Escape From The Altar

There I was, holding a small bunch of flowers in my hands, standing at the altar. I smiled, some in the audience cried, well, my mother and my aunts. I was wearing a white wedding dress and the priest next to me spoke something that I couldn't understand at first, then I heard clearly.

"Do you take ******** to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, until death do you part?", the priest asked clearly from me with my groom's name oddly blurred out.

It was my time to answer. But then I got a bad feeling, like I was forced here. My smile faded as I observed my groom's outfit. He did wear a fancy suit, but something in the situation wasn't right. Even his head was oddly blurred out I couldn't see his face. But it definitely wasn't the first thing. I didn't want this, I didn't like the man, I shouldn't be here standing on this altar with a man I don't love! Like I really had been forced to this. 

Everyone were looking at me, the priest whose face also blurred when I looked at him again. I looked anxiously at the audience. There too, no one's face could be seen anymore, only blurred faces. My bouquet fell from my hands. I started running away from the altar.

"Maena!", someone yelled after me whose voice I did not recognize. That was the end of it. 

Maena opened her eyes quickly before she pops up and sits on her bed. The room was brighter that it usually should be in morning, so of course she suddenly paniced a little. She cheked the digital clock on her bedside table.

"Shit!", she cursed and quickly got up from her bed. She started to do her morning routine faster than she usually would, but she yet did not hurry too much, because well, she was already late. The clothes she found first and wore were a black hoodie and red sweatpants with a line parallel to the leg with a black and white checkered pattern. She quickly brushed her black, layered and slightly over shoulder-length hair.

When she went to the kitchen to grap something small to eat, nobody were there. Of course, her mom and dad had already left to work. 

She didn't have a terribly long way to campus, but she still decided to take the bus today that she usually doesn't take.

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Maena quietly crept to the ongoing lecture. She noticed Bora sitting a couple of rows away and then sat down next to her best friend. It's university, so the professor won't care if someone is late, because the studying is all their own responsibilty after high school.

"Girl, you missed more than half of the lesson.", Bora noted. Her best friend, small, pretty with dyed blonde hair. They've been friends since elementary school 'till this day.

"Gosh, I know. I overslept.", Maena replied and were breathing a bit more heavingly due to hurrying to the ongoing lecture. She started rummaging her bag and took her working tools. Bora lend some of her notes to Maena that she had missed.

After fifteen minutes of the lesson it ended and people were heading outside from the lecture hall for break. The girls stayed still in the classroom, not hurrying anywhere. It's nice to take break in the classroom when it's quite empty.

"Bobo, you know what? I saw a really weird dream last night. That was probably the reason I overslept.", Maena stated, now fully recalling the dream she saw as she was in a hurry earlier and didn't have second thought for that.

"Really? What was it about?", Bora inquired curiously, so Maena started telling her about it. Everything how she felt in the dream and how in the end she ran away.

"Why would you marry a man you don't like? That's crazy.", Bora commented with an amused smile on her face hearing Maena explain her dream.

"I know. My dreams are crazy indeed."