Chasing That Feeling ! 💫 [ COMPLETED ]

Part 19

On the way home, we didn't say a word. Only at my apartment door did he hug me goodbye, then said farewell and left, leaving behind only silence and memories.

All day, I lay on the couch, thinking about my uncertain future. I needed to find a job urgently, and I decided to start doing it tomorrow. "About Seoul," I wasn't joking. I planned to look for work in Busan, or if I got lucky, even abroad. I thought about Australia-the farther, the better.

In the evening, I decided to check the kitchen cupboard. In one of the far corners, I unexpectedly found a packet of ramen that seemed long forgotten. I felt my appetite awaken.

When the ramen was ready, I put it in a deep bowl, took chopsticks, and sat at the table. I ate slowly, savoring each sip of broth and each bite. This simple dinner became a real pleasure for me, ending the day with coziness and warmth, making me forget my problems for a while.

From Instagram, I learned that the entire TXT crew had returned to Korea. Several times, I stopped myself from the temptation to call Kai or at least Soobin. But the promises I made to myself stopped me from that idea. It hurt to realize that it was all over, and I would have to move on, but without TXT.

Late at night, before going to bed, I sent my CV to several companies by email, hoping someone would offer me any job.

In the morning, I woke up with a sharp desire to change my life. I packed all the essentials in a large bag, bought train tickets to Busan online, and sat down to drink coffee. I decided that I would take everything else later, once I settled in a new place.

The train journey to Busan took several hours, and every minute was filled with new impressions. The train rocked slowly, taking me away... farther and farther from Kai...

Soon the train approached Busan, which greeted me with its tall skyscrapers, sea breeze, and warm atmosphere.

I stopped at a hotel and decided to rest after the journey, then start searching for an apartment and a job. After taking a shower and ordering food to my room, I grabbed my laptop. Almost immediately, I found the information I needed.

And, oh wonder! I found a small apartment on a rental site. A small apartment, but with a great location and cozy atmosphere. I contacted the landlord, clarified all the details, and finally made the decision-this was the place I had been looking for.

"This is the beginning of a new chapter!" I thought. "Tomorrow I will start everything anew!"

In a good mood, I ate everything I had ordered and decided to check my email. One letter caught my attention. It was from a recording company. The letter said I should come in for an interview tomorrow.

Could everything be working out so well? I couldn't believe my luck. I stood on the bed and started jumping. I knew the changes would do me good. Everything would be alright! I would forget everything!

Now I could relax and go for a walk around evening Busan.

I stepped outside and immediately felt the cool sea breeze. The street was lively but cozy at the same time, as if it was made for quiet walks and reflections. I walked along the street, stopping from time to time to admire the shop and café windows. The air was filled with aromas of fresh pastries and coffee. Buying a coffee, I passed by a cozy little restaurant that I decided I would definitely visit next time.

With each step, I immersed myself more in the atmosphere of this place, feeling like a part of its soul. And more and more, thoughts about Kai crept in. Tired of walking, I sat on a bench and took out my phone. Browsing through the gallery, I started searching for his photo.

Found it!

"Kai, I miss you so much..." I said out loud.

When I look at my beloved's photo on my phone, my heart fills with warmth and tenderness. In my eyes, moments of happiness that we shared together come alive, where every smile and touch is imprinted deeply in my heart.

My thoughts took me back to him in Seoul. What is he doing now? What is he thinking? Is he suffering as much as I am?

Throwing away the coffee cup, I got up from the bench. With sadness in my soul, I returned to the hotel, where I immediately fell onto the bed and fell asleep.

In the morning, the first thing I did was go to see the apartment and, if possible, move in immediately. Taking a taxi, I went to the address. The low building where my apartment was located was near Haeundae Beach. The view from the window was stunning!

I quickly put on a white dress, tied up my hair, and went to the recording company for the interview. It turned out to be quite close by, which was very pleasing.

The interview went great, and I was hired. The job wasn't difficult and had a pretty decent salary. The manager informed me that I could start as early as tomorrow. After showing me my workplace, he left. There was nothing else for me to do but go home as well.

On the way, I walked along the beach. It was crowded, although the beach season hadn't opened yet. The atmosphere was wonderfully relaxed. People were sitting and enjoying the sea air.

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Three months had passed since I moved to Busan. Life had settled down. I went to work regularly, met new people, and in the evenings, I went out to the beach to enjoy the Sea of Japan. I had almost calmed down, though, deep inside, shards of a broken heart still remained.

From the internet, I knew that TXT was on a world tour. Although that information shouldn't have concerned me anymore, I still have to admit, I eagerly watched their new photos. I was as happy as a little child whenever I saw their new videos.

One of those days, which didn't promise anything unusual, I left the house as usual and headed to work. I usually left early since I walked there. I was almost at the company when a motorcyclist with a large bouquet of white lilies passed me. He quickly got off and entered the building. This bouquet reminded me of Kai and the lilies he ordered for my room when I was in the hospital.

Imagine my surprise when I saw that bouquet on my desk. My heart clenched painfully. It became hard to breathe. With a trembling hand, I took the note, and tears welled up in my eyes.

It was Kai... My Kai...

I read:

"Follow your feelings..."