Chess Piece [On-Hold]

One Step Towards Endgame

Pring's POV

I woke up in the morning with an unread message from Park on my phone. I nearly jumped out of bed and screamed with joy when I read it.

'Done.'

Just one simple word and it really makes my day. I'm now in extremely good mood. I feel my whole world fills with colours, bright colours.

Finally!! I have been waiting for a week, for this good news to come. You won't know, how much I had suffered seeing Pha begging that slut for forgiveness, hearing Pha talking about that slut. And now, that slut is, finally, gone.

I can't wait for that moment to come. That moment... where I can wrap my arms around Pha and give him whatever comfort he needs, just like that time when Mia passed away.

Though he tried to push me away, tried to reject the comfort I offered back then, but he couldn't. He was too deep in grief that he didn't have the strength to push me away.

That was the very first time I feel close to him. So close that I could feel his breath, his body temperature.

Lying on my bed, thinking whether I should go to his house now or... later. I think later will be nice.

Give him time to bury himself in grief and agony, then... I will appear in front of him like a saviour saving him from the pool of anguish, giving him comfort he needs, letting him cries on my shoulder.

Ok! I will be going to his house this evening. And now, I need to choose my outfit and prepare for this evening.

Thinking of what to wear, I jump out of bed, heading towards my wardrobe.

How should I dress for this evening? Not too sexy, obviously.

Plain?

Yeah, plain and simple will be perfect.

Colourful?

I shake my head.

Not a good idea wearing too colourful when meeting someone who is and will be mourning in grief.

Black?

I snort at myself.

Black will be too obvious, like someone going to funeral. I can't let him knows that I knew that slut was dead before the news is out. I have to be careful not to let him suspects me to have anything to do with that slut's death.

Even though I'm cheering inwardly, but I need to pretend to be sad and sorry. It's tiring, but it's worth.

Staring at my wardrobe, still haven't decide on what to wear.

Ah... white... white will be perfect. White represents innocence and purity. Perfect! That's the kind of message I want to convey to him.

Dig deeper into my wardrobe, then Aha!

I found the perfect dress for this evening!

Taking out the dress from my wardrobe, I lay it down nicely on the bed. It's a sleeveless, round neckline, knee-length white dress. Plain and simple. Perfect for this evening.

But I can't remember when I bought this dress. It's totally not my taste, not something I will want to wear.

Tapping my index finger on the side of my face while searching for the memory of this dress in my memory lane.

Oh, I remember it now! It's Mia's. She bought this dress.

*Frowning*

I remember... hearing her saying something... about wanting to wear this dress on her first date with Forth. And, don't know why, it somehow ended up with me.