《 ❝ 'a bus is nothing but a public transport with a very cramp and limited space' ❞
❝ I used to be so narrow minded, but you changed my perspective, though ❞
❝ maybe the philosophy of appreciating little things are true after all ❞
her life is a cha...
➴ Not all love story has to be a typical elite romance story where the guy is a son of a doctor and the lady being a daughter of a man who owns a restaurant. Both, the guy, and the girl have the own worries and dark past. They went through struggles hiding their pain. Both of them do not have a personal driver driving them back and forth, treating them like a prince or princess. It's a bus that they board as a daily transport. For some perspectives, a bus doesn't mean anything to them, but just a four-wheel vehicle that's full with passengers. But maybe if they try being more optimistic, they'll find small things like this that matters the most
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Hyunjin runs with his eyes barely open. It's too early for him, but for the sake of meeting the mystery girl from yesterday, he doesn't mind sacrificing his love for sleep. Sounds cringe much, but Hyunjin has never felt this euphoric feeling he gets when talking to her. A wide smile spreads across his face. Bids of sweats trickling down his forehead. He stops in his tracks when finally reaching the bus station. Hands on his knees as he catches his breath.
Hyunjin looks up and scans the area. There is no trace of her as disappointments start filling him. Hyunjin slumps down against his seat, his eyes are still hopelessly looking for her sight.
I don't even know her name
He pouts unknowingly. He is so enthusiastic about meeting her again today that he storms out from his house earlier than usual. There's something about her that seems so mysterious and it attracts him. He is curious and he wants to know more.
Hyunjin doesn't know why he reacts this way. He isn't a social butterfly and rarely gets closer to someone within a short period of time. Moreover it is a different case for her, Hyunjin feels so attached to the girl despite not even knowing her name. She feels somewhat homey.
He alights the bus, walking to his school when a friend of him calls him out. Looking for the owner of the voice, his gaze lands on his best friend, Jeongin. The younger male is waving at him with his usual cheerful face. Dimples shown on both sides of his cheeks.
Hyunjin can't help but to automatically fall for his cuteness. The thoughts that were clouding his mind has disappeared in millisecond just by looking into his sparkly eyes. Hyunjin softens before immediately picking up his pace and goes to his side, slinging his arm on the latter's shoulders.
"Aren't you tired?" A devilish thought comes across his mind as a playful smirk makes its way to his lips. The younger eyed the older oddly. "Tired of what specifically?"
"Tired of carrying the world on your shoulders" Jeongin snorts, hearing the lame pickup line. He would've smacked the older if it weren't for his good mood. "Sure, hyung. But you should've said that to your girlfriend" Jeongin stops mid sentence, his smirk growing wider. "Right, you don't have one" he said before bursting into laughter.
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"Ouch!" Heerin winces in pain after accidentally hitting her head on a signboard. She is hiding behind a tall light pole, enough to cover herself out.
It is still early in the morning, Heerin has already standing tall at the bus stop. Not knowing what to do, she is about to pull out her AirPods from her pockets when she recalls back the incident that happened yesterday. Her cheeks flush in red.
"Really, Min Heerin?" She covers her cheeks despite being alone at the bus station.
The bus has arrived, Heerin is about to step in the vehicle when she sees a familiar sight running towards her direction. She instantly rushes out from the bus and hides herself behind a street light pole. She pulls her hood up, covering her oblivious hair.
Damn you pink hair
The guy goes onto the bus, his eyes keeps scanning the limited space like as if he is searching for someone. Crossed fingers, Heerin prays so hard for the person to not be her.
Little does she know that fate won't separate them apart anytime sooner.
___________ **Edited** I decided to make Heerin has pink hair just because I feel like that color will match her character; as someone who wants to escape from her nightmare and try living her life the fullest.
