The Quiet | Yuwin

十三 Thirteen - Yuta's silence

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DC
17th December, 2015

Convulse, conflicted and contempt.
You were the cause of this predicament.
The sun in which I watch,
Could never seize this to a stop.
But as my moon rises,
with its' glimmering eyes,
All I picture in my mind,
is you, underneath the same sky.

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Beautiful mist and fogs of scrumptious barbecue sizzling through the air and arrays of bright, shining lights galore in the shape of stars and hearts. There was a sight to behold at the Seoul Carnival for Winwin in his small adventures to fulfil his wishes tonight.

After a weeks worth of repetitive choreography undergone in only one night, it's only fair that Winwin decides to drop everything and have the time of his life. 

Although he is drained, he is still determined.

Winwin goes towards the counter of a small pop-up cotton candy stall, "Two please," He requests as he turns to lean on the counter, waiting ever so patiently for his "candy" to arrive.

Left, right, his head rotates restlessly in a hunt to find his hopes for a good rest of the evening. However, the possibilities were limited as there were hundreds, maybe thousands of heads conversing and conflicting within his sight.

But without a conscious glimpse from Winwin, a beautiful silhouette from the shadows of the crowd exposes into the arrays of the flashing lights. 

In a delicate outfit consisting of white stripes and a navy undercoat, tall figure and well-determined proportions, this figure was one out of thousands that Winwin could depict, almost as if an angel has arrived.

"Hi." The figure says as it walks up to Winwin, shyly. Shaking his head out of a trance, Winwin returns the greet and quickly fixes his posture from him leaning on the counter.

"You l-look... nice." Winwin stutters as he still tries to reclaim his conscious. Tzuyu creates a smile that could outshine the arrays of lights on the walls, "Thank you." She replies, staring intently into Winwin's eyes. 

The volume of the crowd was too much so he could only hear muffled noises, but he knew exactly what she said.

"Shall we go somewhere quieter?" Winwin says, Tzuyu nods and they track, blending through the crowd.

"Hey!" The poor stall-person exclaims to get Winwin's attention about his candy sticks, but failed.

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After a 30-minute track of conversing, eating and quick whack-a-moles, the night was running a bliss for Winwin. If you could say it, he was having the time of his life.

As they complete their final game, they witness one person from a couple that storms towards Winwin and Tzuyu. Winwin was shocked to see who it was.

"WHO'S THIS?!" Haechan asks abrasively, proceeding to walk closer to Winwin, while pointing to Tzuyu.

"Um.. This i-" Winwin attempts to answer but gets interrupted by Mark.
"Ya! Haechan you pabo, what are you doing?" Mark shouts as he runs towards Haechan.

"He's with a girl!" Haechan mouths to Mark in shock, hiding his hand while pointing at Tzuyu, but Mark sighs. "Dude, you're ruining it for them!"

"But the rules! If we-" Haechan exclaims, but Mark covers his mouth and proceeds to speak to the couple, "I'm sorry." He says with a cheesy smile to exaggerate his stress towards Haechan and his sympathy.