The Choice I Made

CHAPTER XII: Committed

Sunday morning, rain is falling~

Maroon 5 is blasting over my speakers while I cuddle with my throw pillows, reading the latest book of Mitch Albom---The First Phone Call from Heaven. The filming has ended yesterday and was I so glad to finally have rested after almost four months of sleepless and tiresome shooting.

The song is so fitting. It's a beautiful Sunday morning and the rain is softly falling outside. It's early autumn that's why.

"What could be more perfect than this?" I whispered to myself as I look outside enjoying the Seoul morning view.

The ring of the doorbell shook me out of reverie. Talk about ruining the moment.

"Good morning, Miss Kim. A delivery came this morning," the concierge said while handing out a basket full of roses.

"Oh, thanks," I replied offering a smile. I flipped the card to see who sent it but to my surprise, a poem is written.

The Flower by Kim Chun Soo

Before I called her name,

she was nothing

more than a gesture.

When I called her name,

she came to me

and became a flower.

Like I called her name,

will someone please call my name

that suits my light and fragrance?

I, too, long to come to her

and become her flower.

We all long to be something.

You, to me, and I, to you,

long to become a gaze that won’t be forgotten.

Then a message is written below it.

Hey! Good luck on the movie. xx

And the sender didn't even bother to write his name. Thoughts are whirling on my mind and I suddenly heard Maroon 5 singing.

But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do

And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew

That someday it would lead me back to you~

I couldn't help but think of those mystery bottled waters and the jajangmyun which came from K.

"Could this be from him?" I spoke to myself and the butterflies on my stomach flew everywhere. A giggle escaped out of my mouth and I started to jump like a little child.

While my mind is swirling with daydreams, my phone rang. It's Woo Bin oppa.

"Hey, Sam! Did you receive the flowers I sent?" As soon as the words left his mouth, my happiness crumbled down. Right, what am I thinking?

"Yeah, thanks. But what's the occasion?" I said over the phone trying to hide the disappointment I was feeling. I don't want to sound rude.

"Just to cheer you up after the tedious filming," he said cheerfully. "Hey, do you have time today?"

"Eric hasn't told me anything so probably, I don't have a schedule. Why?"

"Well, I was wondering if you can join me for lunch." There's hesitation in his voice.