❛❛we wrote a fairy tale, its name, Eclipse❜❜
A story of a paralyzed girl, and an ephemeral boy, who were only able to meet at night and starting from silly conversations they became the light in each other's darkness.
But no one knew where he came f...
"Yes, just like the old days!" I grinned and Haechan walked towards the corner of a building, from where we could spot the school gate.
"How?" I asked.
He shushed me then started looking around then said,"our security guard is gonna go at 10:00, we cant wait that long."
"Then...." I browsed around the whole area, peeking into the corners, recalling the layout of our school and both of us whispered, in a rushed tone,"The canteen!"
We smiled and Haechan nodded his head as a,'Roger that!' then pushed the wheelchair, slowly, to another direction.
The whole campus was starting to empty, the hustling crowd was making it's way towards the classrooms as soon as the school bell struck.
Haechan picked up his speed, and suddenly dragged me behind another building.
"Hey! Quick! That gate is still open..."I pointed.
"But...what if we get caught?" He suddenly looked at me with worry on his face.
"We will decide that later..." a new confidence had possessed me, enough to make Haechan return a slight smirk.
"You know what....fine...Okay!!" He rushed and ran through the gates, and maybe, just maybe, we heard a scream.
"Did you hear that too?" I asked, turning back, my heart pumping with adrenaline.
"Must be the wind" he winked at me and then laughed, the moment we were out of the campus.
We ran through the streets, Haechan giggling and singing in a weird, high pitch, and then stopped all of a sudden, panting over my shoulder.
"I think we are pretty far away." I said and he nodded.
"Em...." he said between his pants.
"What?"
"Thank you..."
"For what? "
He smiled, nodded his head a little, and said,"Okay, let's go..."
"You are one weird fella...." I said.
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The evening sun, was slowly dipping into the dark night, the birds flew back to their nest, and I stared at the last, golden rays of the sun, bathing in them.
"Em...." he called out, rather screamed at me.
I swiftly turned back to watch him, sitting on top of a tree branch, swinging his leg, and smiling, hands behind his head, his reddish hair, looking like strings of gold.
"What are you, a monkey?" I asked.
He gasped, then pouted and said,"You forgot this place?"
I smiled and said,"How could I?"
"Good..." He said.
"Our treehouse" I smiled, caressing the harsh bark of the tree, then smirked and said,"And the place where you broke your leg..."
