Downfall.
Watch me fall for you.
by jacqg.
Overture.
I love you. I finally realized that all this time, I have been looking at nobody but you. Your sweet smile. Your engaging gaze. Your luscious lips. I want it all. Whenever I see you, my heart starts racing. My voice trembles and my mind is suddenly filled with thoughts of you. You held me captive when you first took hold of me, and like a drug, I keep on wanting more of you. I feel the urge to wrap you in my embrace, especially now that I see you hurting. I want to wipe away your tears and be the one to shield you from all the pain that I, myself have caused. I want to tell you how much I love you. Tell you how much you really mean to me. I want to, but I cannot. My tears continue to fall, as I look at the scars you have inflicted upon me and because of that, I already decided to run away. I am not coming back to return your feelings and if I will, then I have consider myself a traitor to my own being and a prisoner of you. I must not, no, I will not give in to any of your deceptive ploys. I will never, because you will be, my downfall.
One. Commencement
My name is Kwon Yuri, a senior medical student here at PK University. I plan on specializing on virology after I finish graduate school. I believe that I must make the world a better place to live in, as it is the only place I call home. I have been working hard and I strongly believe in my cause.
It is my final semester and I am finishing up the projects that I have been doing for the past year. I am currently the president of the MD club and we are committed in promoting proper health and hygiene in the community as the future health professionals in Korea. Today, we are doing our annual food drive here at the campus corridors.
“Yuri, we’re almost done with the dry goods.”
That was Im Yoona. She has been my best friend ever since we were in grade school together and we have been inseparable ever since. She is a fellow senior and we plan to be colleagues in the future as we progress through our profession. I owe most of my life to her, as she has always been there for me through thick and thin. Although we are just the same age, I treat her as my mentor and good friend.
In the past, I have always seen her as a rival because we excelled in the same things. One time when we were in kindergarten, I saw her play with her jumping rope. Her skips were so swift and flawless that many were jealous of her. I on the other hand, felt that it was an insult to my own skills so I became determined to “outskip” her. On one hot day during recess, I finally came up to her and challenged her. To my surprise, she said yes and commenced. We started to endure as many skips as possible while all of the children in the playground surrounded us. As exhaustion was at last creeping through my body, I glanced at her and I saw her calm and collected. Doing as many skips as my frail body could take, I eventually tripped and lost. I gave a big sigh and I took a seat on the bench. Then she stopped skipping sat next to me and handed me her juice box, urging me to drink from it. I take it and I see her give me a shy smile. Throughout the years of our rivalry, we eventually become best friends.
It’s now 4pm and we are seeing the end of our food drive. We manage to get thirty boxes full of food cans and dry goods and I am highly satisfied with what we have obtained. I then tell everyone to take a box and bring it to the truck for delivery to the soup kitchens around town.
We eventually halt as we finish loading all the boxes. My group members ask me to join them to a drinking session but I decline. I tell them that I still need to complete a few more tasks before going home.
