「Love is as beautiful as the sun, but if too much, it burns.」
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Myeong is a 19 years old girl who has always been lonely throughout her childhood. She grew up with her thoughts and observations as her only friends, or even enemies.
She e...
🔹️"What about Myeong? I think it's cuter, it fits you more."🔹️
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//Two weeks later, 14th June//
I approach the door of my house to the expected sound of the intercom. I quickly fix my hair and outfit before taking a deep breath and opening the door. A beaming Felix greets me and I raise my hand to wave back.
He and I continued to see each other even after school ended. Every now and the, we go for an ice cream together while other times we go for a simple walk in the park.
I didn't think that having a friend could make me discover so many new things. For example, I didn't know that friends tease each other as a joke. It's interesting, right?
But I still have to get used to expressing my emotions. Felix always says I don't seem to care what happens around me.
It's also true that I've never felt like denying it. It's not that I don't care, it just doesn't bother me that much. The sound of the door closing behind me brings me back to reality. Felix pats me on the shoulder and I look at him, tilting my head. He always does it, but I don't think I understand why yet. Is it because I have to walk faster? But why all this haste?
Maybe I should ask him. He starts walking in a confident way and I follow his steps from behind.
"Why are you always pat-"
"Myeong, you won't believe it but I just found an arcade cafe that just opened! I want to go there so bad so we'll go together today, okay?" Felix cuts me off, speaking in such an excited manner that he lets his Australian accent slip off.
Arcade cafe? What is that? I know what a cafe is, but "arcade"? I don't think I've ever heard of it. But he looks so happy about it, so maybe it'll make me joyful, too.
Not hearing a response, Felix turns and looks at me questioningly. "But if you always do this, I never understand what you feel." He says, arching an eyebrow.
I open my mouth, wanting to say something in my defence but nothing came up. So I just close it and grab my arm with my other hand, nervously.
Felix's raised eyebrow lowers, turning his expression into a frown. "Myeong, are we really friends or is this all just a waste of time for you?" He speaks again, this time, his voice is deeper and I find myself gulping, out of words.
I do consider him a so-called friend. I also don't think this is a waste of time.
But then why can't I just say it? What's wrong with me?
"No" It's all I manage to say, my voice being weirdly low, like a whisper. I don't like these situations. I don't like it when people ask the reason for my apathy. I don't like it because I don't even know why myself.
Felix's eyebrows twitch even more, almost touching each other. Did I make him angry? I knew I couldn't have friends. Otherwise, see what happens.
"What do you mean 'no'? No that we're not friends or no, that this isn't a waste of your time? Can you at least be clear about this? I'm not asking for much of you, Myeong." He speaks quickly, a word coming out immediately after another. I just widen my eyes a bit, not expecting his mood to switch this bad.
