Our Love Story | Kim Seokjin

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 chapter 4: Pluviophile

(n) a lover of rain; someone who find joys and peace of mind during rains.

It has been raining from yesterday nights until now, which is great actually. I love rainy days, the sounds of it when the spits hit the window and the view from outside the window; when the droplets slowly falling down to form waters.

Although I love rains, the little pieces of me found it weird and scary. I mean, it has raining since yesterday and yet it still haven't stop. Well it's not a heavy, just rain but not drizzle—normal pace, gentle and soft but lots and nonstop.

The temperature is dropping too, so I wore a very thick jacket with blankets wrapped around my body. Sure, it feels quite relaxing and cosy right now and I'm actually happy about that too.

A fleeting sigh escaped from my lips, I feel so bored in this room; I got nothing to do, just studying and writing some lengthy notes. I should be in the library by now, but I'm embarrassed to look at the guy. I know that I shouldn't, but I just knew that he found it amusing when I stared at him when he helped me through the rain.

He'll probably think that I'm into him, and he'll be sure to think I'm weird. "Ugh, why am I even?" I face palmed myself because I was thinking about last night story again. I breathed in the air before reaching for my phone as I played a song to keep myself accompany.

The song started with the soft sound of piano, and then a sweet voice of a Korean singer named Eric Nam. It's of course a Korean music with its language, but even though I don't understand this song somehow made my heart is ease.

'Baby we can stop the rain,

I can take the pain,'

He sang at the chorus part in English, and continues to sing in Korea. Since I found his voice is amazingly sweet, I kind of check him out. I mean, I look through his YouTube and all—and I listened to his songs, which is so beautiful. And cute, he has this cute face too.

But now...I'm over beyond bored, so I decided to have a while under this perfect rain. I changed myself into a much proper clothes, a T-Shirt with my thick jacket and my Jeans with my hard black boots and I also took my umbrella.

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What is greater than rain? The scent and the sound, the view and the amazing feeling when you see people are slowing down when walking. My eyes are looking around the street, and it just makes me so happy to look at such a beautiful view.

I walked forward, no destination to go, just walking and watching the whole things surround me. There are lots of pedestrian walking under their umbrella like me, the traffic is working slow probably because of the rain and animals are rushing; maybe to their home?

My legs took more steps forward in a faster pace than earlier—every time I walk, the sound of my feet splashing over the puddles are something I love. So I run, and run until I reach a place with no cars, and less people. It's almost like I'm standing on a hill from here, but I don't where I am and yet I'm feeling so enthusiastic.

I released the umbrella from my hand, as I close my eyes and smile when the raindrops showered me. It's just like when you're having a shower but better, the water is much better and the scent is over beyond better.

'I feel so free!'

"뭐하는거야? [what are you doing?]"

Hang on...that voice. I know that voice; I've heard that voice before, like more than hundreds time or maybe less. My mind is going to get wild, I can't turn around now. I can feel my cheeks are heating and my heart is pounding like a drum playing inside.