Chapter : 13

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I stared thoughtlessly at the clock that struck one as my eyes still stayed wide open

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I stared thoughtlessly at the clock that struck one as my eyes still stayed wide open. What was even keeping me awake at this hour?
I shrugged it off and threw my blanket away as I got up from the bed. I marched around the room for sometime until my eyes fell over the diary I write in. I halted in my steps, taking a moment to overthink if I should pick it up or not.

Why did I run into Sunghoon after all these years? Now that I think of it, it seems almost like a miracle to me, meeting someone from my hometown in a big city like Seoul. I wish I could also meet Jiyeon and Jaeyun again.

My hands reached out for the diary but I pulled it back. Why would I write about someone who doesn't remember me?
I tilted my head to the side as I shrugged. It's not only about him, I write about my friends and myself too, right?

I sat down on the bench and lighted up the lamp as I began to write•••

“   I was feeling heavy hearted after my interaction with Sunghoon at his home. The whole day in the school I was dispirited and both Jiyeon and Jaeyun seemed to notice it pretty well as they also didn't act as cheerful as they are on usual days.
I couldn't hold my worries anymore when Jiyeon decided to ask me what was wrong during the recess.

"Hyunnie, do you want to talk about it?" Jiyeon asked, gently putting her hand on my shoulder. I knew what she was referring to as I dared to look up in her eyes and that was the moment, it was suddenly too much for me.
Without a word, I wrapped my arms around her, throwing myself into her embrace. She also didn't say anything and held me like I was the most fragile thing.
I stayed in her warmth as she continued to gently caress my back wordlessly. Not even mumbling a single word of comfort because we both knew her being close to me was the most comforting thing alone.

"Ay-- what am I seeing my lord?!" I could hear Jaeyun gasp as soon as he entered the classroom. "Why are you both hugging each other like lovers?" His steps were getting closer to us, I assumed he was going to comment something more but when he understood the heavy atmosphere, he went quiet.
Just like Jiyeon, he also began to gently pat me.

There's one thing about him, he might find every serious situation humorous but if it's any of us are slightly sad, he'll transform into the most caring and comforting friend.

My friends stayed in silence with me, unlike others who would shower me with questions. We understood each other's silence better than the words.

I slowly lifted up my head, releasing Jiyeon from my grip. Jaeyun also pulled his hand back as he tried to take a look at my face.

"Why are you not crying?" He asked, making Jiyeon glare at him. Guess the unserious him was back.

"When did I even say I was going to cry?" I was continuously hitting him with my fists. "You want me to cry, huh? You stupid, Sim Jaeyun!" I hit him harder as he groaned, grabbing my hands.

"Jake! It's Jake. Don't you dare call me by that name again!" He hissed with a serious face which made everything funnier. I broke into laughter as Jiyeon followed me along and that irritated him more as he angrily walked back to his bench.
Only they can make me laugh like this whenever I'm down.

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I stared at Jiyeon and Jaeyun pulling their bicycles as we were leaving the school but I had something else going in my mind.

"You don't want to go?" I shrugged when the question was finally asked by Jaeyun.

"Of course, I do" I pulled my bicycle, "but not with you two" I got on it as I began to ride immediately. I saw Jaeyun chase after me to catch me. "If you love singing, neither you would follow me nor let Jiyeon do it!" I shouted at the top of my lungs, causing him to freeze right there. He really loves singing, it proves that you don't have to be good at something you like.

I didn't want Jaeyun or Jiyeon to come with me to Sunghoon's house because once they get to know how he treated me and that he was the reason for upsetting me, they'd not let me ever go to him.
I'll make sure to take them with me when that cold boy decides to melt.
Park Sunghoon, just wait a little longer. I'm coming for you.

I parked my bicycle aside when I found myself in a familiar neighborhood from yesterday. I knocked on the door softly when I was at Sunghoon's house. This time when Mrs. Park opened the door, I gave her a genuine smile as I got in. Her face was shining brighter than the last time when she saw me.

"He's still in his room." She smiled faintly at me as she patted my head gently, reminding me of my mother.

I knocked on his door and as the last time, I didn't get any response. But instead of knocking again, I just opened the door. As soon as I opened it, I was met by his piercing gaze.

He didn't say anything, making it more awkward for me. "Hey..." My voice was barely over a whisper, I doubt if he even heard my friendly greeting because his face didn't seem to soften any bit. I laughed nervously, as I was ready to walk towards him. I still haven't forgotten how he stopped me last time.

"Stay right there." There he was back with his icy voice. Damn, his words have some control over me because I literally stayed glued to my place.
"Did I ever ask you for your sympathy?" His eyes were boring into mine. "Why do you come to make me feel more pathetic? Do you like making fun of my disability?" I lowered my gaze when he threw questions at me. I could answer all of them but why did I not?
"You're not making me feel any better" His voice began to tremble, "I don't need anyone. I'm fine alone as always.

I could hear soft sobs coming from him. I was a little taken aback as I stumbled towards him but he stopped me. "Please leave..."    ”

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The friendship mentioned here are all my true life experiences.

Struggling together!

Thank you <3

Yours,
Smiley :)

Published : 29th April 2024

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