The Joker | KTH

29: There's Nothing Better Than Home (END)

2 Years Later.

Snowflakes fell down the streets of Seoul as kids giggled, running around in the snow, with their smittens on. The streets were filled with cold white snowy soft textures and cakes sold out at double speed. It was Christmas Eve...

Bells jingled, lights glowed and heaters switched on. The shops sold their goods rapidly and the bustling crowd made the day a little more special.

"Miso! Look, it's plum cake. Shall we buy some?" Jisoo twirled around and smiled, a glittery look in her eyes and a certain jitter laced to her excited voice.

"Hm, sure," I answered, smiling softly and looking away at the surroundings... At the weather, the people and their... unrecognizable faces, wanting to glance at that familiar face. Just once...

"We'd like the small one. Please pack it." Jisoo muttered, staring at the tree-shaped little plum cake that was decorated with red and white icing and some neon edible material that seemed to shine in the dark.

I breathed out, rubbing my palms with each other to gain some heat.

I had turned 20... School came to an end we started college. It had been two years in our college. Surprisingly, Jisoo got into the same college as me however, Jimin and Jungkook had different interests and careers to pursue, so they went for different options.

There were many parties at our college, many events and many good people... However, life still seemed to be bland for me. It's not that I hate socializing. I love it. But... Things seemed to turn foreign now. I didn't feel any extra excitement in social gatherings. Especially not at college parties or fairs. It just bored me.

It seems as if people are more interested in knowing about others' lives and trying to show off their perfect selves just for fame and to be looked upon. But their happiness is fake and only for when they're around someone. Other than that, they're confused too.

I still get a few flashes of the past before me and my mind seems to crumple with the pain and longingness. That's why I chose activities and new hobbies to set me apart from these memories and help me concentrate on my mental health and studies. It's not that I want to forget about those things... I still feel the spark when those... eyes... flash infront of my face. But again, they bring back the scary memories, the pain and the fear, the uncertainty and the... tears.

"Here. Let's have a look at other things and when we reach home, we'll have a glass of wine and this delicious cake!" Jisoo gasped in delight after finishing her speech. Her mouth salivated just at the thought of the exquisite cake melting in her mouth the moment she takes a bite, after reaching back home.

"Mhm, ofcourse." I chuckled lightly, nothing too deep or funnily. People say, one matures as one grows up and it's a part of life however, it doesn't seem so with me. I matured too suddenly in just a little time. But I liked me better in my childish state. It served as a juice of fun and excitement in my dull life. Now everything's just dry and... boring. Wow... This is so boring that I bet I've spoken 'boring' a little too much now.

Boring~

BORING!

Soon we reached an alley that was a shortcut to our home. After walking for some solid minutes, we arrived home.

"Miso and Jisoo! You're back. Where were you both? I've been starving just by thinking about the cake." Namjoon hissed and licked his lips as he looked at Jisoo and she rolled her eyes, placing the packet on the kitchen countertop.

"There's no way you're getting it right now. Wait for midnight. We'll cut the cake exactly at 12 am! The wait will make the taste even worth it." She winked, taking off her heavy coat and settling on the sofa.