Wings

ELEVEN

Shimmie shimmie kokobop
I think I like it 😘

👓 

Jongin.

When the class over, my legs naturally leads me to the park, which is located at the east wing of the academy.

Beautiful roses surrounded me.
I remember everything I had done here before.

I decided to pluck a red rose near me.

I saw Asher from afar.
When he caught me staring him, he eyes me cautiously.
I hate his eyes. He looks at me as if he's judging me, whether I am better than him for Susie.

I crushed the red rose in my palm and walked away.

Three years ago, Susie was talking to Asher at the same place.
She hide her face behind her sketch book.
Only her eyes is the evidence that she's giving her full attention to him.

She's always excited when she got to talk to him as if she got some kind of crush on him.

Her short black hair that reached her shoulder hangs cutely as it sways slowly when the wind blew.

Asher said something which succeeds making her blush before they parted away.
Susie walked with a giddy smile on her lips.

“Susie!” I hollered.
“Jongin!” She called out back in the same tone as mine.

Excitement.
Or what I believes so.

“Happy birthday! I got you a rose!” I handed the single rose to her carefully.
Her gaze shifted to the roses around us before she look back to the rose that I gave.
Nonetheless, she chuckle and smiles gleefully.

“Thank you, Jongin!” She thanked.

“That's so nice of you.” She added.
That brings a huge smile on my face.

To be honest, I felt that both of us are still learning about each other rather than dating each other at that time.

We brings comfort to each other but kisses and physical touch was never our choice, or maybe her.

She's the one who always push me away, even if it in the most gentle ways nor painful ways.

She wants me
She's got me
She hurts me

I should have known that she is looking up to Asher.
I'm such a fool.

The once open heart was now a closed ones.
Scars embedded deep in heart, sometimes leaving a pain at my chest.
People will say that I exaggerate, but that's how I felt.

It hurts so bad and it is a long and painful process to recover.
Cry is never my option.

But,
I cried and I hated it. 

I thought she feels the same way as mine.
But no!
All she had is for Asher Park.

I threw the crushed rose to the floor.

“Beautiful things always hurt us, doesn't it?” A voice questioned.
My head snapped towards the direction of the voice.
I scoffed when I saw Chanyeol with his stupid cowboy hat.

What do he think when he decided to wear it?
He think that he looks cool?
Oh, he must be joking me.

Chanyeol nod to my palm.
I noticed that a thorn from the rose leave a faint scratch to my palm.