We were sat on a white plank,
the only thing keeping us alive.
Me on the left and him on the right.
It was quiet at first, him hugging his
knees,
wondering how we both got here;
and me silently watching him.
Then, I made the first move to talk.
I asked him what his name was.
He stared at me in a questioning way
before answering.
"Park Jimin".
Surprisingly,
he asked me for my name too.
"Nam Sumi".
I guess the only thing we could do to keep
our sanity was to talk.
And talk we did..
For days.
