CHAPTER 3 : VIVID
Yiseul sat down in the waiting shed's chair as she patiently waited for the bus to arrive. Today was her mother's death anniversary, she brought a bouquet of red roses with her. Roses were her mother's favorite, she remember the times that she got a good scolding from her mother since she was trying yo pluck the petals of the beautiful blood colored roses.She chuckled at the memory.
Looking at the road and noticed the bus approaching, Yiseul stood up holding tight on the bouquet as she entered the bus as it stopped in front of her. Sitting down on the empty seat near the window and stared at the sky.The sky that was once clear and blue was now replaced with a gloomy and blunt view, heavy clouds was scattered all over the sky that was already turning a grey hue. It was gloomy, so was the quiet bus.
As time passed by, Yiseul felt her eyelids getting heavy every minute.She didn't want to sleep yet, but she gave in after knowing the fact that her stop was still far from here, well it was the last stop. Rain poured heavily as it wets the glass window, taking this sign the girl closed her eyes shut letting drowsiness take over her body as darkness consumed her. Little did Yiseul know, a passenger had entered the bus.
Closing the umbrella she owned and took the seat beside Yiseul, as she had seated comfortably, her hand slightly brushed against the sleeping figures arm. Yiseul's brows furrowed still asleep. wanting to wake up.
[ July 18, 1982]
"Aigoo, Yieunn-sii. You look so pretty, Once you walk out of this room I'm quite sure that all men would break their necks trying to take secret glances at the very pretty bride you are!" A middle aged lady exclaimed with white hair and dark brown eyes with a gentle smile.
The girl named Yieunn smiled back at her, she averted her eyes towards the mirror in front of her. She was staring at her own figure unfold. Her brown hair was softly curled at the bottom and had a braid around her head, soft plum pink lips and rosy cheeks. Her green eyes sparkled as her smile widen.
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