Fractured Time [ Yoongi • ff ]

Thursday - 0

• Thursday •

Its raining again today.

Thursday. The day before Friday.

Actually, the day of the week that I first found out I could time travel.

It was around a year ago.

I had spent the day with Grams going through old photos when she came across one that she claimed "never happened originally."

Well I was very confused at the time.

But now I understand her.

It didn't happen originally on the original timeline of that day but a "relived" timeline of that day.

Grams had went back in time to take her daughter, my mum, out to a fun fair as it was birthday.

The original day hasn't worked out because Grams planned the day out on a different day, not knowing that the fun fair would close soon after.

She tells me to 'relive' days as much as I can and that the easier way is to relive weeks at a time.

Instead of reliving each day after the original day has just finished, she tells me to relive the week after it has finished.

This way, things are still fresh so I don't change too much, but also not so fresh that I can enjoy them again without it being boring.

I love Grams.

• • •

Grabbing another flower, I left early again.

We made eye contact yesterday.

If he sees me starting again he'll think I'm a stalker.

Am I a stalker?

Maybe I shouldn't go today incase he sees me and thinks I am...

Why can't I just have the courage to talk to him.

Part of me wants to interact with the boy at the convenience store.

But part of me doesn't want to be creepy.

I should listen to that part, but who actually does?

- Many people I hope...

• • •

He had an umbrella today.

But it was broken at one end.

I guess he knew it was going to rain again as the clouds hadn't cleared up from yesterday.

What bothered me was how he used the good end of the umbrella to shield his work and not his face.

He let rain drip through the slit in the fabric and hit his face as he concentrated on tapping his pen against the dry table.

Is your work more important than your face?

I was back at the opposite side of the street again.

I couldn't risk him making eye contact with me again.

Firstly, because his gaze was firm and intimidating and I wouldn't be able to concentrate in class like I couldn't yesterday.

And secondly, because he might recognise me and realised I'm 'somewhat' stalking him- in a non creepy way.

Cars passed through the road more smoothly today.

The sun still shone, just less brightly than the previous days.

I could hear the rain patting against my umbrella as I watched him wipe the soaking water off of his face as he continued to tap his pen with his free hand.

Does he ever actually write anything?

• • •

A/n~
I hope the storyline is making more sense now :)

I'll still be updating "Who am I?" Because I love that story, but recently I've felt like it isn't as good as It could be and I want to slow down and focus on making the new chapters to come better.

In the meantime I'll regularly update this story as it will be short and sweet!
Although... I say short and yet for some reason they are still quite long heh..?

Anyway, please vote and comment your thoughts about this new story!
&& do you guys like the new cover photos?
I'm so proud of them!