"Is it real?" , he asked while tears streaming down his face. I couldn't bear looking at his face, the pain that i asked him to endure, its making me sick. How could i make him promised to wait for me? Million thoughts went through my head, 'does he...
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Rain started pouring down like crazy, people running searching for shelther. A girl not more than 15 years old strolling along the roadside wearing some sort of a black hoodie covering up her midnight dark hair and if you look a little closer you could see the white streaks on the lower half of her hair and a single red streak on the upper right side of the hair. People glanced her way fascinate by her foreigner like beauty but never did she took note of those people. Her mind distraught by the sudden news, no emotion could be seen on her face but her eyes hold the sadness she had to endure.
Just a while ago she got a call from the authority saying that her parent past away with unknown reason. The higher ups still investigating as to how they died but there is no lead so far. It's a mystery itself as there is no stabbing, poisoning or even any struggle of house break, they just died. Nothing could stop herself from self loathing, anger and the guilt she felt. Rain just started pouring like it could emphatize with the sadness and she grateful for that so that she could grieve with peace.
Coming to a stop in front of the bench near the park her family used to spend time together, she took a seat stretching her legs out and tilted her head upward closing her dimmed yellow eyes facing the sky taking in the raindrop on her face covering her tears. Few minutes past when suddenly she could not feels the rains anymore. Opening her eyes she was met with dark blue eyes reflecting worries with an umbrella on his hand. 'He has pretty eyes' goes through my mind without conscious.
"Are you okay? You could get sick you know staying way too long outside while it raining." He said with worry on his voice for my wellbeing. Moving a little closer he sit beside me, placing the back of his hand on my forehead taking in my temperature. I could only follow his movement with my eyes, eyebag forming under my eyes. At this point i dont care what he did to me, I just dont have the energy to do anything much more talking. "You're burning up, come on my house is near this area, my mom would know what to do." He said while taking my hands slowly dragging me to his house. All i could do was looking at our intertwined hands feelings his warm hands on my cold ones.
Arriving at the door he pulled me into his house while calling for his mom. My eyes lit up upon looking at his mom, she gazed me like how my mother would do. 'Ah i already miss my mother' this thought run through my head not aware of my glossy eyes but the two deffinitely did. "Oh my, you okay sweetheart? Jinwoo what happen! Did you made her cry?" Glaring at her only son while he frantically trying to explain what happen to his angry mother afraid of her glaring . Eyes softened seeing how her son just trying to help the girl, she went to the kitchen fetching a dry towel and a bucket of warm water bringing it to the living room.
"Come here." she said while patted down the couch asking her to sit there. Not moving an inch jinwoo took it upon himself to bring her there. "Take my hand, i'll make sure you're okay. My mom wont bite." Smiling brightly at her, he stretch out his hand for her to take while his heart is beating like crazy finally took in her beauty. 'I've never seen someone as pretty as her, is she a goddess in disguise' ran through jinwoo head at the moment, aware that he started developing a tiny little crush on the girl who he still dont know the name. Appreciating his effort to help her, she held his hand letting him dragged her to sit next to his mother.
Without letting go of jinwoo hand, she let his mother treat her while relaxing on the couch. A meek thank you could be heard and kyung hye could only smile at her sudden shyness. Letting her eyes land on her son, she was shocked by the blush on his face. Jinwoo hearing her voice for the first could not stop thinking that she has an angelic voice not noticing his mother smirking at him as he could only focus his eyes on the girl. Finishing up with the treatment, Kyung hye smile at her and slowly patting her head. "Feeling better now? what are you doing outside while it raining and alone, it's dangerous you know" her tone is soothing enough making her lips tremble trying to hold back her tears unfortunately failed to do so.
"hey, hey what's wrong? are you hurt anywhere? do you need anything? why are you crying? don't-don't cry" jinwoo frantically asking her question by questions worried about her. Kyung hye could only watch her son trying to calm down the crying girl with a small smile but you could see the sadness on her eyes looking at the state of the girl. "I'm-i'm okay-yy, its just that your mom-your mom remind me so so much of my mother. I mis-i miss her so much. I couldn't even get to say goodbye to her, and-and my father too, its just too much. I'm sorry-i'm sorry for burdening you and tha-thank you for helping me." she said shuttering a bit trying to stop her tears in front of her savior. A bit surprised by the sudden warmth pressed on her body, she could see both the boy and his mother hugging her trying to provide comfort and thats all she need.
Letting go of the hug she suddenly felt embarrassed hugging them too long so with a reddened face she thanked them for their comfort. Jinwoo's jaw dropped seeing her blushing face while thanking them as he could feel his face heat up seeing her cute face. "It-it's no-noth-nothing" jinwoo said while holding the back of his neck avoiding eye contact feeling shy and cursing inside for his shuttering. Giggling at his cuteness, she introduced herself. "My name is Stella Anderson, sorry for the late introduction" smiling brightly at them eyes slowly starting to shine back to its original bright yellow with golden speck. "I'm Sung JinWoo! and this is my mother, Park Kyung Hye!" jinwoo replied with too much enthusiasm, excited finally knowing her name. 'stella, it's beautiful' thought jinwoo.
Chuckling to herself, Kyung hye asked her," Are you mix korean? You do look like a foreigner but you don't have an accent." Stella eyes lit up," Ah yes, i'm mix korean. My mother is american and my father is korean. From little they teach me korean so i don't have an accent." You could see how jinwoo awed at her. "You're really pretty, Bella" surprised by his sudden thought , Stella blushed a bit and ask," Do you think so?" Jinwoo shock that he said that out aloud could only nod while his face slowly turning red, "You-you don't mind right tha-that i called you Bella, i think it really has a nice ring to it and you're pretty and in france belle means pretty but when-when it combines with your name it became bella and i think it suits you but it's okay if-if you don't like i-" murmured jinwoo but was cut off by " I like it." smiling a little at jinwoo she said again "I like it."
jinwoo who cannot contain his happiness tackled her into a hug and the house is filled with laughters from both fifteen years old. Both forget about Kyung hye and she could only smile at their cute interactions. Sadness slowly leaves Stella as she found that Jinwoo, her savior could bring her out of it by just being there and that's enough for her. She can never replaced her mother and father but she surely have found her new family , the one that she willing to sacrifice for.
solo leveling || From here onward, friendship blossoms into deep attachment where both aware of their feelings for each other.
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