Why did she run? She sped off like the speed of light as I approached her, face full of panic as I began to pursue her. Did she hate me? How could she possibly? I had written her sweet letters, left a milk box on her desk before class every morning, protected and watched her throughout her vulnerable life. I was her saviour, why did she not bow?
"Minseok, don't worry" Sehun had spoken as he had lifted his hand to my shoulder. I had shaken off his gip roughly as I kicked the engine into gear and sped down the road behind her. Sehun's breaths were uneasy and he watched the speed dial raise at an alarming pace.
I had offered so much love, yet she ran. She could only run so far. My love had bolted from me, after finding out what my life was really like. All the kisses and sweet nothings exchanged between us became irrelevant specks of dust in her mind. Yet that ring on her finger, provided indeed that we were bethrothed, that even through law we couldn't be seperated. She would always be mine.
"Slow down" Sehun had spoken shakily as my lover came into sight, still running yet at a slower pace. She was exhausted. Perfect. She has heard the engine in the distance before collapsing in a heap onto the asphault, shaking slightly at the achingly slow pace my shoes echoed on the road.
My hands had soon found the collar of her coat before roughly pulling it to myself, her exhausted form falling into my own strong one as I stroked her hair.
"You. Can't. Run" I whispered, taunting her.
