First part of the Beverage-Series
Seoul, South Korea. Inbetween of skyscrapers and millions of people, there are two people who somehow seem to always hit the Rock Bottom of life. Mentally, financially, always down to do whatever it takes to some...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
My steps were speeding up, as I walked through the narrow alleys of Mapo, until I finally reached the place that I wanted to visit.
I didn't even really think about it.
And when I was standing in front of the GS25-Store, I quietly gulped down my concern.
I didn't know why, but I really wanted to talk to Jinhye right now.
I wasn't able to understand him right now.
One moment he throws his bright cheekbone-smile at me and in the next one, he smashes a mirror and completely shuts me out?
Smiling, laughing, teasing, freezing down...
I really had no clue, what I should believe in anymore.
It made me worried, I couldn't do anything to calm myself down.
And honestly, I was too afraid to ask him myself, as I didn't want him to get even more pissed.
My hand pushed the door open, gently stroking the bells over it, which made a light sound, as I walked inside.
I couldn't see anyone at first. But a few moments later, Jinhye's pretty face showed up behind the cash corner and gave me a warm smile.
Her appearance made me lose any of the confidence I still had left inside of me.
How was it possible for a human being to look that perfect?
She was intimidating in every little detail. So much, that I quietly looked down to the floor, instead of approaching her.
"Jimin-ah... What's wrong? Didn't bring that huge dummy with you?"
Her light voice made me look up again.
She was leaning on the counter, chewing some gum and somehow inspecting my face like she was expecting something.
That's the moment where I kinda realized, that I didn't give her an answer yet.
"Uhm... no. Sent the huge dummy home first."
I slowly walked towards her and let the grocerie-filled bag sink to the floor. Her cat-eyes were asking me questions, I didn't know the answers to.
Why did I always feel so inferior to her, whenever I talked to her, like she was some kind of senior that I had to look up to?! I felt dumb all of a sudden.
I wasn't being my usual self and that was a fact that annoyed me to death. So, taking a deep breath, I straightened up a little and looked her straight in the eyes, with a light, bitter tasting smile.
"What did you mean, when you said... He could be complicated?"
"Oh no... What happened?"
"I... really don't even know..."
Her gaze somehow turned very understanding at this point.
Like she lived that moment a few thousands of times before, and it confused the hell out of me.
