[ Rainy Days At The Train Stop ]
On the way, the weather had been warm and the sun was out, just like it was the past days when Raki had been on the train and going around Kyoto, yet right then when the train was slowing to a stop, storm clouds began to envelop the sky, cooling the breeze, the world seemingly dimmer.
By an instinct, she searched through her backpack and was relieved to see an umbrella and not have forgotten it, like she always had.
Being far from Jeonghan taught her some responsibility. And also as per him the fact that he can't always be with her with an umbrella ready. Who knew that she could actually carry her own umbrella?
As Raki stood from her seat, she sling her pack back on her shoulders and made her way towards the exit of the train.
No matter how much she has been there everyday for the past week, she couldn't grew tired from it, the familiar scent, the crisp breeze, the way the the train stop glowed differently every since she saw him there. It was like the pleasure of going back to an old and pleasant memory, something you don't want time to take away from you.
She wandered around the train stop for awhile, stalling around corners, just in case he will be there, and it would be that day, the day that she had been growing her hopes up for.
In those moments, though she knew was far-out, Raki felt content, standing in that very train stop, waiting for him while he tries to make his way to her too, it made her feel rather enough. That nothing else could get in the way but just these unfateful times, willing her to go back home alone.
Deeming the time waiting for him enough, she stood under the edge of the train stop's roof, mist of rain obscuring the surrounding and it looked magical, as if some miracle would happen, grasping her feet not to leave.
But, she must. Raki loosened one of the sling of her backpack from her left arm. There was nothing for her to stay there. She grabbed her umbrella inside, then flung the loose sling back to her shoulder. Tomorrow perhaps. Or some other time.
She pushed a button on the handle of the folded umbrella before it unwrapped, and she somehow dreaded it, an opened umbrella meant walking away from the train stop.
And for some ardent yet unknown reason, she just didn't want to yet.
Perhaps, he really was there.
Raki looked back once more. . . and there he was.
Jeonghan was there. And it wasn't just in her head, or in a memory, or someplace far from reality. He was there, really there.
The inside of her chest began its own war, watching him slowly make his way towards her, a big handbag in his grip.
Perhaps it was wrong for her to think that she was content about just having the idea of him— waiting for him— because right then that he was there, she figured nothing could compare to how enough she felt.
He stopped, three feet away from her. And he was hesitant, his eyes shaking as they sought into her's.
"I'm sorry it took me so long."
She assured him with a smile, shaking her head.
"It's alright." . . . . .
YOU ARE READING
All Your Lies | Yoon Jeonghan
Fanfiction[Book 1] When pessimistic Raki got off a train in a foreign town, she expected nothing but a usual experience, the day to pass by in a normal pace, yet in a subtly romantic way, Jeonghan deliberately made himself exist in her life. It was only just...
