Foreign Touch || [정원]
- Do you believe in reincarnation?
"being reborn is cool... yet, the reason why I was reborn was to feel the happiness I deserved. Well maybe I still haven't found that word happiness that's why I was reborn again and again a...
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CHAPTER 2 : CAFE
"Hi!"
"are you talking to me?"
"yes! I'm talking to you! what's your name? I'm Yiseul!"The little girl Yiseul exclaimed excitedly. She was energetic as a child and making new friends is something she like the most. Smiling widely at the boy sitting at the swing who had a frown on his face.
"are you okay? why so hot-headed?" She asked once again.The boy just ignored her not minding her presence. He didn't like her, he thinks she's annoying and loud, both things that he disliked. He huffed and stopped the swing from moving as he looked down on his feet.
"what do you want?" He asked, a hint of annoyance lingered in his voice.
"your name"
"my what?"
"I said, your name. I want to know your name, mine's Yiseul!" She introduced again.
"YOU'RE SO ANNOYING!" The boy suddenly yelled gripping tightly on the swing's chain that's connected to the chair his sitting on.
"I- I'm sorry... I jus-" Before Yiseul could even continue, the boy cut of her sentence.
"DIDN'T YOUR PARENTS EVER TOLD YOU NOT TO TALK TO STRANGERS!? DIDN'T THEY!? I ALREADY TELL YOU, I'M NOT INTERESTED ON BEING YOUR FRIEND NOR DO I EVEN WANT TO KNOW WHO YOU ARE! YOU'RE SO STUPID! STUPID! AND ANNOYING!" The boy lashed out, with so much emotions mixing inside of him, he didn't understand it. Yet he knew, he was flaming. the girl can feel herself tearing up, she didn't like being yelled at. It scares her. The boy stood up from his seat about to leave, but before he could start walking the girl's hand found it's way grasping his wrist forcing him to stop and look at her.
Yiseul stood there shocked and confused, she was expecting to see something vividly, to see something that no one else would be able to see, to see something, a old history.
