It was raining heavily today and I was too sick to go with the other trainees to practice. Falling sick was something that happens frequently to me and I usually stay inside my room so I was always alone. I didn't mind it but I badly wanted someone that I could confide in. To talk with. A good friend.
The Instructors might come and see me today regarding this and maybe sent me to the infirmary but that place was always cold. Though the nurse was nice, I dreaded being there. It smelled weird, felt cold and was filled with the sounds of dripping water. I buried my face in my pillow. Sleep.
A tap on my shoulder. The hands were small and soft. And lastly very warm. I looked up wondering which of my instructors could have such petite hands. All I saw was the face of one of my four roommates, the new one. She was a Korean-American girl that came from L.A. She's quiet but has a loud voice. A great singer, I've heard her sing. She' s very attractive and is always the talk of the other trainees. Some good and some bad. She doesn't speak much and always kept to herself. A few days ago, a call came and since then she will always excuse herself from invites from the other trainees to sleep. Well, not really. As a person who doesn't interact much with others but observes them, I know how to read body language and the posture she takes every night was of a person who is crying softly. Trying to muffle her cries into her pillow and if I wasn't a quiet person, I wouldn't have heard her at all.
I saw her limp and as I look at her leg, I saw a gash on her knee and gasped. She didn't have any expression on her face, not pain, not really. She then touched my forehead then place her forehead on mine.
The girl: You're sick
Me: Ahh...yo-ou're ahem... hurt
My voice croaked a little. I haven't talked in a while and talking to such a pretty person was nervewrecking. She smiled and I thought she was even more beautiful. Her eyes were enticing when they were open but when she smiles it makes this crescent shapes that make it look like she's the night sky. The night sky to me was beautiful. Her smile was even more.
She took me by my wrist and pulled me out the door. I followed her all the way to the infirmary. The nurse gave me some cough syrups and some painkillers and she treated the new girl's knee. We took a blanket and shared it. The nurse didn't question why we were sharing the same bed and neither did I. We snuggle into it and I heard her giggle a little and I also started to laugh a little. I didn't know why but I felt happy and the need to express myself.She told me she slipped and fell on the way to practice and was excused. She didn't want to come here alone so she went back to our room. I told the same to her and we simply laughed again. She came closer and hugged me. It felt nice but she could fall sick so I tried to warn her. Tried.
Me:Hey!! Don't I'm kind of sick..
New girl: And you're point?
Me:You'll gg-et ss-ic-ck!!
I stuttered. My face was heating up. More than just now. She was too close and her head tilt was too cute.
New girl: I don't mind...
Me: You won't be able to go for practice!
New girl: But my friend is sick and this way at least I can snuggle with her.
I thought my face was hot just now.... I pulled away a little
This girl really knows how to affect me and this was the first time we've talked. Snuggle? Friend? I started fanning my face.
She smiled again. I gave up cooling my face.
New girl: I don't know why but I feel as though I've know you for a long time. So we're friends, okay?
Me:Yeah..I mean thanks *cough* *cough*
New girl: Sleep...
We were still cuddling but now I was resting on her. My eyes felt droopy and without my control I fell into slumber. But before I slept I asked for her name and told her mine.
Me: What's your name? Taeyeon, my name...
New girl: Ste- no..Mi young
Me: Will I see you when I wake up?
I was answered with a smile.
When I woke up. She was there and so was her smile.
Me: Errrmm...Mi young-ssi...ah did I do something wrong?
She was frowning. I felt really apologetic.
Miyoung: Miyoung just Miyoung.
Now she was pouting. I sigh-
Me: Ahem! Miyoung, I hope we can be close friends.
Miyoung: not hope...will.
Her sincerity made me hope for more and so I did.
Me: More than close friends?
Miyoung: Why not?
I love rainy days. Today made me love it more.