Fractured Time [ Yoongi • ff ]

Monday - 0

• Monday •

Monday's always feel the same.

They are different to the other days in the week because they are the beginning.

Tuesdays and Wednesdays are filler days, Thursdays are a tease for Fridays and Saturdays are peaceful with the lingering knowledge that Sunday's are the last.

It was Monday. A beginning.

I haven't relived this Monday yet. This is the first Monday of this week.

'The original Monday' as I like to call it.

I grabbed a flower, from the garden that greets my house, and put it in my pocket. I didn't bother to look at it much, it was just a flower.

Everyday I picked one.

They're all the same.

• • •

This Monday was calm. I could feel the cool breeze brush against my face and it woke me up from the slight daze I was in.

School started early today. The only day it does.

I was going to walk along the same path I do everyday- but something had changed.

There was a pile of cars queued up across the crossing I usually take.

I looked at my reflection in the car opposite me.

Not today.

So I guess I'm walking 'the other way' then...

Not that I didn't like 'the other way', it was just too crowded and it was the same way everyone picked to get to their destination.

The school was easier to get to from 'the other way', but it was too congested.

Well- this Monday is going to be fun....

• • •

People pushed and shoved along the path.

It was narrow, enough for only two people to be able to walk past each other at a time. That didn't stop other people though.

Two, three, even four- pushing at the same time.

This is why I don't like 'the other way'. It's a change from my usual routine and I don't appreciate it, universe.

Getting pushed out of the way, I stopped.

To wait until people began to walk like civilised human beings.

Then I saw him.

Sitting alone, across the street, on a stall away from everybody else. Seated outside the convenience store. His feet dangled below the open table as he sat with one arm pushing up his heavy head.

I looked at him for a few seconds. Mesmerised.

The sun was shining through a building sign, casting a shadow on everyone but him.
He was the only person across the street that was lit up by the soft yellow glow of the sunrise.

Those 'few seconds' felt like heartbeats. Heartbeats that got interrupted by a man pushing into my side.

I glared at the rude interrupter- before getting carried away by a swarm of aggressive students hurrying to school.

Turning my head to get one last glimpse of art.

The guy at the convenience store.

• • •

A/n~
So this is my second book. About time travel!
I haven't finished my first book yet but I had the idea for this book a while ago and was just too excited to not write it.

It might seem confusing now but as the chapter progress it will all make sense.
These chapters will be shorter but meaningful.

Love you guys! And thanks for reading!
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