prism [ kim s.j ] ( fin )

† 19

     she stopped. pouted. hands tapping on the hollow wood. cold strings against her palm.

     "why are people so silent?"

     "why are you so noisy?"

     "so i can tell people what they want to hear. someone needs to say some things."

     "what are you implying?"

     she hummed, the teacher's fancy chair snuggled against her back, high, spinning. her toes barely reach the floor. random plucks.

     "i'm implying to say everything you want to say before you leave."

     "well, aren't we going to leave now? the bell's gone."

     "no, silly. leave leave."

     "what? a leaf?"

     "when we die, idiot."

     "oh..." seokjin's eyes averted away. his black shoes, left, right, left, right.

     "... can you buy me a chai latte?"

     "i know you have money dumbass. you bought a sandwich from the canteen."

     "damn..." she caught up with his fast pace. he can see another, smaller pair of black shoes next to his.