「 ⩩ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Vienna, amidst the bullying at school, crosses paths with a charmingly mysterious thug who swiftly becomes her protector. They both become each other's comfort despite being polar opposites, discovering in each other the hope a...
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↳ currently playing ;; [ Better daya] - [ Graham Nash]
The movie dragged on like an endless night. Vienna sat in the cold, shadowy cinema, feeling as though she were entombed in darkness. The film's climax approached, and on the screen, Jack and Rose clung desperately to a piece of floating debris amidst the vast, icy ocean. Jack urged Rose onto the makeshift raft, while he remained in the frigid water, his strength waning as he drifted away.
The future they envisioned together seemed as desolate as the icy expanse of the Arctic night – cold, unyielding, and filled with shadows.
"I love you, Jack."
"Don't say that, don't say goodbye. Not yet, do you hear me?"
"Listen, Rose. You're going to survive this. You'll go on, make a life for yourself, and watch it flourish. You'll die an old woman, warm in her bed, not here, not tonight, not like this. Promise me, do you understand?"
"I can't feel my body."
"Winning that ticket, Rose, was the best thing that ever happened to me... it led me to you. And for that, I am grateful. You must do me this one honor. Promise me you'll survive. Promise you'll never give up, no matter how dire things become, no matter how hopeless it seems. Promise me now, Rose, and never let go of that promise."
"I promise."
As the final scene unfolded, the female lead relinquished her hold on the wooden plank, summoning every ounce of strength to swim towards the shimmering promise of a brighter future. The suave male lead, slowly sinking into the icy depths of the Arctic Ocean, was gently claimed by the abyss.
Emerging from the dim theater, Jungwon noticed the trace of red around Vienna's eyes.
"Did you cry?" he asked softly.
Vienna averted her gaze, shaking her head with stubborn resolve. "I didn't."
"Most people do," Jungwon said, his voice gentle. He raised his hand to offer comfort, but hesitated, pulling it back before it reached her shoulder. Instead, he gave a small, playful shake of the popcorn box. "I didn't realize you were such a light eater – look, there's still plenty of popcorn left."
Vienna's voice was barely above a whisper, "I don't like snacks."
"No wonder you're so slim!" Jungwon said, his eyes twinkling with light-hearted amusement. Checking his watch, he suggested, "It's getting late. How about I give you a ride home?"
