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Yumark
Inspired by the song I can't go home, anymore - pryvt
(It was inspired by the vibe of the song not the lyrics 😔)
I've always fallen off of anything, whether it was from something stupid like a chair or more serious like grades. I've never understood why. Why i born to only fall?
Even when i thought i have made it, that finally i get to stay in my place, i still fall. Today was supposed to be my birthday. It is.. just I'll be alone.
Fake rumors started to spread, my company and manager did nothing, they only read them out loud and told me to write an apology to something i didn't do. I obliged writing it, considering then the others will believe i did do it. The whole argument with them led to me getting kicked out.
It was depressing, made me cry like hell, it was something i've dreamt of doing and yet it all came to an end.
Somehow amongst all of this, i still got to get a job as a florist. Not something i thought I'd ever work as, but i need the money to survive.
The boss's name is Renjun, he moved from China to have his own little flower shop here in Seoul. He's very kind and his way of decorating the flowers is very unique.
"Hey Mark!" Renjun said opening the shops door.
I look up from cleaning and see him with another figure standing, i awkwardly wave to him and he does the same in return
"Meet Yuta!" He said waving his hands around Yuta to make some sort of effect
I chuckle at him, shaking my head and continue cleaning.
Yuta sighs slumping down his shoulders. Renjun looked at him with saddening eyes and patted his shoulder
"Mark come on, he isn't a bad kid." Renjun said to me
I huff at his words. He has been trying to make me talk to Yuta more and interact more with him. I don't know his reasons nor do i want to know
"Look, i don't know your intentions with this whole thing of yours but leave me be and let the kid be." I said fixing up the bouquet
Renjun stays quiet, heavily sighs and sits down on the little stool.
"He's a big fan of you Mark." He says quietly
I slowly turn to look at him, my eyebrows frowning
"What." I ask
"He wanted to start working here cause of you.. he wanted to see you again.. you being on the screen was the only way he was able to see you.. and you know.. ever since that day he hasn't been able to.." he spoke in a guilty tone, as if he wasn't supposed to say all that
I look at him, taking in all the new information about the new worker. My eyebrows were still frowning, the flower of bouquet was being squished under my palms.
"He.. likes you Mark." He continued
That was my braking point, the branch of the bouquet snapped from the pressure, i gritted my teeth.
"Do you not remember what i said?! I don't do love! My life was made for falling? You expect me to hop in to love and get heartbroken?! As if me falling out of idols life wasn't enough. You expect me to date that fucking kid?" I said the last part unintentionally loud
And just like on queue to any life misery i had, Yuta was standing there, the broom that was once in his hand fell and his mouth was slightly opened, eyes glossing and a tear falls
