A Bottle of Tea at 3:00 pm [Do Kyungsoo Fan Fiction]

A Bottle of Tea at 3:00 pm

I still remember when we were a child I could see you across the street, playing with your batman figures. I was a shy kid so I couldn't approach you. I was the type of kid who couldn't smile and could only glare at people so I didn't want to see you looking at me like that.

I still remember when the both of us were in elementary. We were in the same class but we don't talk to each other. I sit at the back of the corner and read books. Often when you are not looking, I always spared a glance and looked in your way. Your back is mesmerizing. At that time I was young so I did not know it was called love.

I still remember when we were in middle school. You were three houses away from me. We were neighbors. Whenever you went out, I could see you from my window. I can still remember the name of your first girlfriend and how she had cheated on you. She wasn't good enough for you, I can't believe you are going out with a b*tch like her. You should pick me instead.

I still remember when we were in high school. I tried my best to go to the same school as you. I was a teenager that nobody wanted to talk to. A girl with braided hair, a pair of nerdy glasses and an old fashion sense isn't someone you would want to befriend. But that didn't stop me from looking your way. At that time you started singing. Occasionally I could hear your singing voice in my house and the fact that only me in the class could hear it made me feel special.

I still remember when a producer came to your doors and asked you to join them. You were happy and so was I. Everyday you would sing to your heart's content in your backyard and I could hear it. Sometimes I could hear your voice falter so I got worried. What if your throat hurts? But before I could think anymore I rushed to the convenience store and brought you tea. I wished to give it to you so I pressed the doorbell of your house. I didn't know what came into me but the next thing I did was I put the tea in front of your door and I hid. I was worried because you might think I am a stalker. The way your facial expression change when you saw the bottle of tea made me happy. And so every day at 3:00 pm, you practice singing and I buy you a bottle of tea. I was glad because you drank it.

I still remember when you finally moved out your house to join your group members and I was lonely. I didn't want you to go. I couldn't hear your voice anymore every 3:00 pm and I no longer could buy you any tea. A month later your first album was released. It was successful and you gained many fans. I was happy yet I was sad. I tried searching information in the internet of where you lived and finally I could go and buy you tea.

I still remember when a lot of your fans stayed outside your home and I couldn't bring in the tea you always liked. I was worried. So I tried my hardest to reach your house. I climbed and climbed the wall that separates us until my back hurts, until my feet fell off, until I could no longer keep going.

But I finally brought you your tea on 3:00 pm.

I still remember when I saw your face from afar. I never really thought that you were once three houses away from me and we grew up. We went to the same classes and school all our lives but you still wouldn't look at my way. And now you are shining brightly while thousands of people screamed your name.

I still remember when I followed your every move but I stayed hidden, just like I always did. It ended up that you had a girlfriend. But it didn't bother me. I still did my daily routine, bringing in your tea every 3:00 pm even if the last thing I do is to break your wall.

I still remember you, your everything. Even if the both of us had already grown up, even as I watched you getting married and had kids, I still remembered you. Even if our hair turned white and the world has forgotten your name, I still remembered you. Your face, your back, your voice stayed in my memories as I watched how you aged and I was there when you had your final breath. You left earlier than me. You may have gotten married with your wife and you may have had thousands of fans but I was the only one who looked at you ever since the both of us were toddlers, I was the only one who knew your likes and dislikes, I was the only one who has stayed and remembered your everything and even if right now my face is full of wrinkles, my hair barely has any color, my feet could no longer support me and I could barely remember the name of my son, I still knew that you liked having your tea every 3:00 pm. As my third grand child accompanied me in the cemetery, I put the tea you liked in the gravestone that said: Do Kyungsoo. And finally, I too can rest in peace. May we meet again and let me finally confess my feelings and utter the words 'I love you.'