Missing The Sun

Chapter VIII: Restart

Sun ignored Mint's repeated attempts to reach her. After that night, her thoughts were consumed by Ongsa, who had inexplicably vanished. The following day, Ongsa met with her to apologize, but Sun didn't view it as a mistake; they both desired that kiss, and Ongsa needed to acknowledge it.

Sun decided to break up with Mint, knowing he wouldn't take it well. She endured an hour of his nagging, which only reinforced her belief that this decision was long overdue, especially before she had invested her heart in Ongsa.

Exhausted, Sun rested her head on her desk after class. She had never felt such a strong urge to cry. It had been five days since Ongsa last replied to her texts or calls, and she missed her presence.

A gentle hand on her head roused her from her momentary rest. Sun took a deep breath, expecting it to be Mint, who was relentless in trying to win her back. As she gathered herself and stood up, she was stunned to see Ongsa, the very person who had been absent from her life for so long. Tears streamed down her cheeks as joy flooded her heart at the sight of her.

"Why are you crying?" Ongsa wiped her tears away softly. "I've been waiting for you outside, but then your classmate said you're still inside. Then, I came here." Ongsa moved closer and sat beside the girl.

"I just feeling exhausted lately."

"Is it about the lectures?"

"Not really."

"Oh. I forgot you're a smarty pants. S-TAR best student indeed."

"Stop teasing me like that."

"Don't you want to smile a bit? Even for me?" Ongsa smiled warmly. "No wonder the weather is so gloomy right now."

To her surprise and delight, Ongsa pulled her body in closer, wrapping her up gently with one strong hand. Sun found herself embraced tightly from the side, feeling the warmth radiating from Ongsa's presence. In this tender moment, Ongsa chose to caress her head softly while planting a delicate kiss on the very tip of her hair, an act filled with affection. Ongsa's bravery in expressing such tenderness made Sun's heart feel as if it were blooming, overflowing with pure joy and happiness that seemed almost overwhelming. She instinctively buried her head deeper into Ongsa's broad, comforting chest, savoring the security and warmth it offered, wishing with all her heart that this beautiful moment would stretch on forever, never to fade away. The world around them felt distant, and in that embrace, time seemed to stand still, creating a precious memory they could cherish.

"I'm sorry. I needed some time to think." Ongsa started the real conversation. "I didn't know it would hurt you this much. Reading your last message, I can only wish that I'd be able to erase the pain that I caused you, Sun. I'm really sorry."

"You're hurting me by staying away from me, Ongsa."

"I didn't know that. I'm sorry."

"Now stop saying sorry." Sun whimpered. "Just hug me. Just like this."

Ongsa tightened the hug, and when Sun pulled herself, her eyes were so ready to greet hers. Her hands were gently wiped the tears on Sun's cheeks. Sun had never felt something like that before. She felt she was in the right place at the right time, with the right one.

"I like you, Ongsa." Sun held her breath. "It was so tiring after all, secretly staring or smiling at you. Even long before the kiss, I was always wondering what's inside your mind? Like, am I even there, having a little space there for you to think about me? Maybe I'm crazy."