It's Written In The Stars.

What Are We? (2012) "J V"

Did he even remember me??

The thought crawled into my mind all along boundlessly, since the day I joined the team. We were just alike two strangers.

Some days went past in a blur. All wits evaded, as I had no clue how I roped myself into the mess. In other words, I was the mess.

My life was only moving through the world in a daze. It was like a radio tuned to static, unable to take away the quietness. There was same routine in the ensuing days. Even my home, it wasn't home anymore, just emptied rooms.

Another morning passed, felt like a never-ending tale, yet the misery had just started. On my way to my locker, I stopped walking hastily when my eyes fell on Soonyoung who was standing before me.

Soonyoung- looks like you again going to be late for the practice. (he mumbled with face full of concern)

"What practice" (I asked as I opened my locker)

Soonyoung- basketball practice. (he muttered loudly, his eyes in wide, grew larger with worry)

A shudder crept up in my eyes, I look back at him in disbelief. His words started to blur once I threw everything I owned into my locker in panic and rushed towards the basketball court without saying another word to him.

Dodging the crowd on the way, my steps tapped in a quick rhythm against the floor as I reached at the basketball court....

I could hear others shouting and cheering when I was breathless, barely keeping myself upright amongst the players. For a second, I shut my eyes slowly, nearly not able to open them again but then a voice came through, shivered every silence in me.

"Hey Yoon, go to under the basket and make five shots". (It was the coach, he said with the certainty of someone would never be pleased.)

All shadows in my head flew away, everyone went dead silent, had their eyes on me including his, "Seungcheol".

I knew he was there too, could feel his eyes on me but I continued to avoid his stare, after all that was my pride and that's all left to me.

The task itself was easy, probably I did it million times by far, still with everything I froze.

Feeling overawed as I debated with myself to abandon all behind or not, I leapt back. I was very much capable of doing something irrational however before I give myself a chance to messed up.

"Never mind", (coach said) "you look tired anyway". He must have read my heavy eyes.

"If you need a break then take it no need to push yourself over the edge". (he spoke again, his words clipped and cold, I'm sure his eyes rolled as he turned his head away and head out)

Drought of warmth in my life was leading me as my thoughts became homeless, a strange storm raged inside me perhaps my heart was about to capsize ......

Only just then I glanced up saw him walked up to me, my gaze drifting from him to the door, perhaps I wanted to run away but then he smiled. That shadowy smile of his, I swear.

Seungcheol- Water?? (he said, while showed a water bottle to me)

His eyes were focused on mine, made my skin tingle. I didn't know what make me so brave that I let my gaze fall firmly on his face.

Surprisingly I felt at ease, his smile reminded me the view I saw in the morning how after a blue moon the sky burst into colours of Autumn, all curved fascinating in shades of orange and red.

I blinked, went red, struggled by myself to do what was for me the utmost nerve-racking thing, "to say anything to his face". It has never been this forbidding for me.