subway boy. ; jungwoo kim

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8 am '

you wake up to the sound of your alarm playing ”day6’s shoot me”. you groan as you turn it off and change into your clothes lazily. you didn't have time to brush your hair so you just did it messily.
you brush your teeth hurriedly and placed a mint inside your mouth.

you take your backpack and head out your house locking the gate.

as you walk through your usual route to university, you see alot of kids in the neighborhood and you smile thinking of it.
the leaves are falling out of the trees, since it's fall.

there were also alot of puppies and cats and you pass by them every day as you go out. the road through the subway station was very neat for once.

the place that i used to live in was very messy so im glad that i didn't have to go that phase again.

as you walk through your usual route to university, you pass by a new looking food stall and buy some "pororo- like" bread to munch on while heading to the subway station. you also bought some milk box's incase you got thirsty.

you walked through the subway station and see a new part of the station. there were flags and cartoon like designs and it made you grin.it didnt change as much, just the child-like decorations.

while walking slowly towards the subway and waiting, a random kid bumped into you to see the new part of the station. the kid said " sorry! " and ran excitedly. you shrugged it off and went your way.

three familiar looking girls from your lecture headed to the subway as well. they looked somewhat different from before. they waited right outside the subway on the other side and patiently waited.  they quickly saw me and i looked at the opposite direction, hoping they wouldn't recognize.

” hey! aren't you the loner from our lecture?” one of the girls said. i could clearly hear them but i chose to ignore.

i adjusted my backpack to get my snoopy designed earbuds and quickly put them in.

→ now playing:

eat — Zion. T

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s you head inside the subway, you see many groups of people. the quiet ones , the loud ones , and the working ones

you sat beside an elderly lady bringing a small cart full of dry potatoes. you stare at her and she looked rugged and lost. she seems to look out the subway window.

" hello ma'am? where are u heading off to?" i asked while taking my earbuds off.

she stared at me and ignored me and just pointed at the sign on the little monitor in the subway.

" oh, i see. you seem pretty determined bringing that here and bringing it with you! " i said.
she finally spoke and said;

" im on my way to sell these in the market to where im going , it's pretty far but i can sell alot over there.  "  she said .

"don't you get a bit tired from doing that?" i asked with a concerned look.

" well, i do but it doesn't matter as long as I get to give money to my children " she said with an off look.

"oh.." i whispered deep in thought

the athmosphere went silent for awhile.

i suddenly asked;

" do you need help in going there? " i offered as i pitied her. the woman shook her head saying;

" no , i've been doing this all my life. " she looked at me with a smile.