People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can...
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When a young man in an elegant outfit opened the door that led to the exit, Taehyung nodded gently in thanks, and literally moments later he was already running down the Grand Hyatt Hotel's majestic staircase leading to the main lobby. He wasn't sure if Jeongguk was following him, but still he didn't turn around. He couldn't stop, feeling that he needed to get away from there as soon as possible.
Emotions swirled around him like restless ocean waves that seemed to pull him into the abyss. The marble steps glistened beneath his feet, reflecting the glow of the crystal chandeliers suspended high above him. Every step he took on the cool marble echoed the inner storm that raged within him. The ornate railings on which he glided with his right hand shone like stars, but his vision was clouded from the anger and sadness that increasingly tightened his throat.
He felt his heart beating hard in his chest, recalling a recent argument with his ex-partner, and Soohyun's words seemed to echo in his head. The encounter with him, brought with it an avalanche of memories and feelings that he now couldn't control. This was the first confrontation since their painful breakup, and every exchange of glances and words wounded him like a blade. Emotions from this encounter were almost palpable. His face was tense, and his eyes glistened from suppressed tears and anger. Each step on the stairs was quick and rapid, as if he was trying to escape an overwhelming storm of thoughts.
The stairs seemed endless, and Taehyung felt as if he was running forever, trying to escape the past that was haunting him. His thoughts were racing through his head — anger at what his former partner had just done, mixed with regret and confusion. His heart was beating fast, as if it wanted to escape from his chest, and his breathing became shallow and ragged. His surroundings seemed to lose their meaning as he shuffled past the elegant decorations and intricately carved railings, passing the dressed-up guests of the hotel. Everything around him was merely a background for his inner chaos.
He felt he couldn't stop now, so he ran on, carried by a wave of emotions that gave him no respite, heading toward the main entrance. When he finally ran outside, he made his way down the few steps in front of the hotel. He stopped only when he reached the street.
He was still wearing an elegant white tuxedo, which contrasted with the darkness of the night. His dark hair, slightly tousled after a moment of heated passion in Jeongguk's arms, contrasted with the pristine white of his outfit and fell softly over his eyes. Just moments ago, the twinkling of crystal chandeliers and the sounds of exquisite music filled the space soothing the senses. Now, standing in front of the hotel, he absorbed a completely different atmosphere. The night air was crisp and humid, and a light spring breeze carried with it the scent of night - a mixture of the freshness of morning dew, jasmine blossoms and a soft note of asphalt that slowly gave off the heat accumulated during the day. Having stopped, he finally breathed a full breath and looked ahead.
He loved the city at night. The view of Seoul at this late hour was breathtaking. The city was still bustling with life, and its skyscrapers were lit up with millions of lights, creating a twinkling skyline. In the background could be seen Namsan Tower, which majestically dominated the city, illuminated by colorful lights. The streets in the distance were still busy — cars, buses and motorcycles moved dynamically, their worlds creating luminous streaks in front of his eyes glazed from tears. Couples in love strolled along the sidewalks, holding hands, some hurried in groups to nightclubs, others were returning home after a hard day. A mix of sounds could be heard all around — quiet conversations, laughter, the sounds of classical music coming from the Grand Hyatt and the distant hum of the city.
