Edge Of Desire

Thunderstruck

WANG JACKSON

I ended up taking Seulgi to my place, she was totally wasted last night and since I don't have a clue about where her place was, I thought the only option left was to bring her here. Bright early morning light floods in the room, such a lovely and warm morning. I check my alarm clock; it's six in the morning. I stretch out my arm and stare at the white ceilings over me, thinking about what I did last night then I sit and look at Seulgi. She's been sleeping soundlessly—don't get me wrong, because we didn't do anything after we kissed.

The strange thing is, I know that the kiss last night was just a kiss to get her mind distracted. The fact that I didn't even bother by that kiss really made me wonder. It seems like I have gotten away with the devils inside me. I should have not let myself go along with her games. I should have put my guard up because the more I see her; the more I notice the resemblances between us. It feels like I am staring into my own reflection.

Behind every mask, there's a face and behind that face, there's a story. Maybe I can't fully predict what's gotten inside her mind since I am not a fucking mind reader, nevertheless I know she's broken, she's frightened and she's dying to run away.

The kiss that she asked for, was just a kiss that she used to play with every other guy and sadly, Wang Jackson, someone who should have known this better, has been successfully fallen into the game that he used to be engaged with other women—I secretly curse myself internally.

But, why did I let her be?

I always wonder, how can some people look like pretty much alike, despite of all the differences that we've got? And the most interesting part is; sometimes someone who can easily notice the resemblances between them is the one that has been feeling the exact same way as they are.

I believe many people are doing a different thing in their life in order to get the better of a goddamn heartbreak. Some will get their asses really busy as much as they can, some will let their selves in grief for years, some will just try to find a new one, but do you know between all those things, as much as time can heal your heartache, a heartbreak will always leave a bruise—some are invisible, some are not.

In my case, I've been doing too many meaningless things in my life just to make me forget about the excruciating pain that used to haunt me all these years. Just like her.

If I can describe it, falling in love feels like we're learning to ride a bicycle. We're going to fall countless times before we get steady. At the end, some of us will get excited and keep riding, but some will be frightened to go on.

I've never taken any woman seriously because I am not very sure if I'm ready to lose someone once again. But deep down here, I secretly wish I can be brave enough to fall in love again.

And for the first time in forever, I really want to give another try.

KANG SEULGI

A really bright morning light greets me for the first time as I wake up. I stretch out in bed, I feel so tired and my head starts spinning so badly. I sit up and throw a gaze around this unfamiliar room. A very distinct scent of the wooden fills the air.

"This is not my room..."

"Bingo," I automatically gaze at the source of the voice. "Welcome to my room." I stare at Jackson, still trying to recall what I did last night or maybe what we did last night.

Secretly, I glance at my upper body under the blanket, I'm still perfectly wearing the same clothes like yesterday.

"Don't worry, we didn't do anything." Jackson reassures me as he brings me a pancake for breakfast. My stomach faintly growls.