chaeri was right. autumn has come. the leaves have already fallen from the trees and were left on the ground just like that. and the cold chilly wind blew through the air. on the way, i walked pass through a park because it was the quickest route back to my place. but i noticed some things.
as i looked up to see my surroundings, i would catch a few couples here and there. and it wasn't until i saw a young couple just sitting on a bench up ahead. they looked like they were bickering back-and-fourth. they were still students based on their school outfits they were wearing. it almost reminded me of my days when i was still in school. at that time, there was a whole lot of stuff going on all at once.
i stopped in my tracks when i realized the young boy had kissed the girl, causing me to blink a few times. it was enough for me, so i looked away suddenly feeling nauseas. my breathing suddenly quickened as i looked at the ground. instantly, i made my way to a small bench hoping that the sudden nausea feeling would go away and the sweat that started building up in my back would stop. but it was all to much.
i coughed roughly and started to breathe in and out slowly just to regulate it.
love? what is love. it's a pathetic thing. those kids will soon realize that it's not forever. it only leaves you in pain.
it wasn't long until i realized someone had sat down on the bench next to me with enough space in between us. i coughed out covering my mouth feeling my nose getting cold all of a sudden.
"you should really bring a scarf. the season's changing," a man's voice suddenly said.
i turned my head to see the guy wearing a scarf that hanged around his neck comfortably, along with a cozy looking sweater. the cough in my throat came back up so i covered my mouth again ignoring the guy. next thing i know, a burgundy colored scarf is placed on my lap. i turn to look back to the guy who now had no scarf on him.
"you need it more than i do," he simply stated and then suddenly smiled.
quickly, i took the burgundy scarf in my hand and stood up to my feet instantly. then, i threw it back to him before speaking up. "i don't need the scarf. thanks, but no thanks," i said to him trying not to come out as rude as possible.
the look i saw in his eyes showed he was somewhat surprised of my sudden action. but that was the last thing i saw of him before i started to walk away, hearing his voice call out from behind me. but i had walked at a fast pace and the distance between us suddenly became bigger until i turned at the corner just on the street of the place i lived.
but an odd feeling filled inside of me thinking that wasn't going to be the last time i was going to see the guy.
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philophobia | j.hoseok
Fanfictionphilophobia (noun): the fear of falling in love or emotional attachment. everyone is afraid of something. and for haesoo, it was love. love can be an amazing feeling once you find the right person, but it can be the most painful feeling as well. hae...