ANGELIC [shortstory]

CHAPTER ONE

The grey sky, the dark, fluffy clouds, the birds sadly singing in monotone, everything seemed so dull. He slowly stood on his bare feet. He looked around. He seemed to be in a forgotten and dry swimming pool. It felt like nobody has visited this place in ages. A few feet next to the pool, there was a greenhouse, filled with green plants. There were even plants growing out of the roof.
He looked down to see off-white material draped over his body. He was also wearing a pair of brownish sandals. He took them off, for it was scratching his feet. Something felt different. He felt lighter, yet heavier. He reached out to his back with his right hand. His heart stopped. It felt like he couldn't breathe... because there was nothing where his wings once were.

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His upper body cannot keep up with his legs. He runs so fast that the wind wipes away the silver tears flowing out of his eyes... he cannot remember how he got here or where he was before the swimming pool. Kim Taehyung. He could still remember his name. He just wish he could get his wings back. He doesn't even know where he is heading. In front of him lies an empthy road and open space. He just keeps running. He has to know who he is.

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It was dark already when he finally came to a stop. He panted while resting with his hands on his knees. As he looked up, he could still see the road he has been following for the past few hours. A couple miles away, there is a building standing in the middle of nowhere, all alone. Yet, he can see a dim light coming from inside. He walked the final few miles until he reached the building. It is smaller than he thought it would be. There are soft piano sounds coming from the inside. He suddenly got excited, for the person playing the piano might be able to help him. He took a few steps to the left side of the building. When he could look around the corner, his eyes widened at the sight of the person sitting there. Taehyung recognizes the person, but he doesn't know where he had seen him. He takes a deep breath and steps into the darkish building. He slowly walks towards the person sitting behind the piano, playing a beautiful melody. Taehyung taps him on the shoulder and he turns around visciously. His eyes. It looks so familiar.

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"H..hh..hi" Taehyung says wih a shaky voice. "I was just wondering if you can maybe help me? I don't know wher-"

"Taehyung?" the person asked. "Is that you?? Is it truly you that came back? But how? You were dead. I saw it with my own two eyes"

"What? I don't know what you're talking about. Who are you and how do you know me? And dead? You're making no sense. I don't know you, how can you just say something like that?" Taehyung said with confusion in his voice.

"Tae... it's me, Yoongi. Do you not remember me?? How is that possible?" There washed a wave of sadness over Yoongi's face as he said it.
"None of this makes any sense. I saw you dying. You drowned when you jumped off of that construction... didn't you?"

"I.. I can't remember anything, only when I woke up, I felt that my wings are gone. Before that, everything is just a black screen. And I don't know how I 'died'.. but can you help me?" Tae asked with desperation in his eyes.

"I guess I'll try."

"I need to know who my friends and family were. Do you know them?"

"Yes. Yes I do. You have seven friends, wich are more like famliy. I am one of them. I can take you to the rest."

"Oh. I guess I'll just have to get to know you and the others again. And yes, that would be amazing!" Tae smiled broadly and gave Yoongi a hug.
A tear ran down Yoongi's cheek, for he finally has his friend back.