the last day of senior year was upon us and so was the last game of lacrosse.
i sat on the bleachers as i watched you run on the field, wearing your jersey with the number nine written on it.
i had asked you once, "why the number nine?"
and you had replied, almost nonchalantly.
"because it's your favourite number."
you neared the goalie fully charged and my heart did the same, thumping at full speed.
and that's when you did it, you swished your stick and the ball entered the net. marking the last win of the year.
the crowd screamed in joy. some of them racing towards their friends, some hugging each other on the bleachers.
grinning from ear to ear, i tried to locate you within the huddle of the players and somehow your gaze found mine.
and your smile grew brighter, if that was even possible.
promise me taehyung that you'll keep on smiling like that even when i'm not there.
