Stay With Me ( EXO Chanyeol )

Gangdong-gu

I carry my luggage upstair. The apartment I bought seems very nice to me, capacious and clean. I walk to the balcony, people are rushing past each other,  I can see the whole Gangnam-gu. I'll totally live here.

The fridge is empty, I take my wallet and head downstair.

City. Cars. This is Seoul. This is the place I was born.

I walked for a long time, trying to remember all the restaurants I went before. Gangdong-gu? Am I already in Gangdong-gu? I'm not familiar with this place, "excuse me?"

"무?"  A girl turns to me.

"Is there any restaurant nearby?"

"Oh yes. You go down from here... turn left... and there...."

I keep walking as the girl said, then I see a long line-up.   - VIVAPOLO - This restaurant must be famous....

--------------- 8:30 --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

I finally got into the restaurant... it took me two hours.

Someone is everywhere in this restaurant...I know it's weird but HE IS EVERYWHERE. Hundreds of his photos and drawings are on the wall. I find a quiet spot to sit.

"안녕하세요. Would you like something to drink?" A woman comes to me. She's wearing a dimond heart necklace with a long sleeve dress.

"A cup of tea please, thank you." I said, looking in her eyes, her big eyes. " Is that your son?" I point at the guy on the wall, they all have beautiful eyes.

"Yeah, That's my son. You should know him, do you?"

"Sorry, I'm not familiar with the people here." I ordered some yangnyeom chicken, "oh and also, can I have some beer?"

While waiting for the food, I find a bookshelf on the right-hand side in the corner. There's a book in the very end of the shelf, It's covered with stickers and color crayon. It looks like a journal with little kid's handwriting on it.

I flip the pages.....

"Here's your chicken and beer." the woman walks to me with a bottle of bear, "Don't drink too much girl, it's not good for your body. " "Thank you." I smile back to her, It's been a long time that someone actually cares about me.  I pour the beer into a glass bottle, cups and cups without stopping.......

I'm scared. This is actually like an unknown place for me since I only have a little memory here. Everyone's gone except me, my parents, my friends, we may never see each other again. Why the world treat me like this? Why is life so unfair to me? 

Alcohol narcosis me.