I simply stared at her, my words caught up in my tongue, for I didn't know how I was supposed to react."Anyway, I'll find you the manga you wanted..." (Y/N) said, skipping over to her huge shelf of books, which I just noticed, as I sat on the edge of her bed, watching her rummage down her collections.
It suddenly became a bit awkward, as we existed there in silence.
"Why don't you try making new ones...?" I finally spoke, hoping to break the tension.
"It's of no use. My father's job always makes us transfer places. So either, I end up leaving my friends or they end up never being my friends." She casually explained, not diverting her attention from the search of the manga.
I sighed, as I stared at her petite back.
Her feelings for her friends were clearly pure, I thought looking at how she still keeps that big frame hung up in her room.
"Well....So...why do you consider us friends?" I asked, my curiosity getting harmful over time.
(Y/N) stopped her rummaging and turned around to look at me, with her iconic unreadable look.
"It's because...I like you, TaeTae." She spoke monotonously, her eyes shining.
Unlike last time, this time she didn't run, she didn't cry nor did she take her words back.
She simply stood there, looking at me with a satisfied look, as if she wasn't looking for my reply.
And I, on the other hand, was again caught off guard. I blinked at her, as if a deer caught in a trance. My answer was clear, but my tongue wasn't ready to say it out loud.
For I was ashamed of my denial to her confession.
She laughed a bit, before speaking herself, "I don't know if you remember, but when I first came to the college you were the first person I ever saw and talked to."
I frowned, my mind reversing itself to spot a bit of memory I had about this event.
Noticing my lack of knowledge, she continued,
"We both were running late for college and bumped into each other. You apologised and greeted me with a 'good morning's with your very heartwarming grin. I remember that very vividly, the way you smiled down at me."
Her eyes sparkled, as she explained, indicating how excited she seemed.I smiled a bit, "then?"
"Then, you ran off again. I couldn't greet you back, I'm sorry TaeTae." She said, with a hidden pout.
I chuckled dryly, "well, aren't you early to apologise?"
She sheepishly smiled, "I tried talking to you even after, to apologise for that...But I don't know why, I couldn't."
My eyes went large as I suddenly felt guilty and embarrassed as I was unaware of her efforts to close upto me.
"What did you say?""I had once shared paints with you, in art class, because we sat together. But I don't know, I just couldn't say anything to you...And after a while, you stopped coming to art class."
She stated.I felt my breath hitch, at the name of the art class, where I ruined myself to you, more and more.
"Yeah....But still, that's no way of having conversation, is it now?" My voice came out unstable, as I tried to give out a laugh.
"I've always tried, Ive even ended up following you, but I just can't approach you.." she murmured sulkily, making my broken heart go soft.
"But, we are at least friends now, right?" I said, with a small smile.
She hummed, "we are...But I wonder where your smiles and laughter went to. Where your cheerful side and greets disappeared....But I'll still wait for it."
I exhaled out, shakily, a sudden stiffness growing within me, as her hopefulness and patience towards the me I had forgotten, remained.
"Why..." I didn't even realise I whispered that, as I overwhelmed myself with a wave of toxic thoughts.
"Because, the TaeTae I admire, can light up any day of mine." She spoke, her eyes and voice coated with honesty.
~My eyes that are normal to your darkness, are still too dull too adjust to her hidden light~
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Wth 2k reads?! I literally wrote this shitty book in my depressed phase, and I didn't even want to press publish.
But like okay, I don't regret it, thank you so much :)
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