Never Look Back - Seo Changbin

Part Three

After spending a few days, listlessly wandering through the unknown streets of the small town, you figured that it was about time for you to move on. Wanderlust filling every inch of your mind and heart as you "discovered" what you assumed was everything that this town had to offer. Listening to the small voice in the back of your head that prodded at you to move on to a new city, you decided it was time.

Your alarm blared in your ear, signaling the start of a new day. Rolling out of the lumpy motel bed, as the last remnants of sleep left your body. You prepared yourself for what would be your last day in the quaint town. Making quick work of packing all of your belongings and double checking before you headed to the front desk to check out of your room. Taking a deep breath as you walked out of the front doors of the motel, you smiled softly to yourself at the thought of a new adventure awaiting you.

However, before you could get two steps out of the door your stomach churned, erupting in a loud noise reminding you that you did, in fact, need to eat. The man next to you threw a disgusted look and making you scoff. Staring straight back at the man who had unfortunately crossed you before you had your caffeine, you made one of your classic sarcastic remarks. "What, you never heard anyone be hungry before?" Even going the extra mile to introduce him to your middle finger while mumbling a few curse words. After deeming the man properly scolded,you turned to make your way to the cafe down the street in search of the croissant that seemed to be calling your name.

Five minutes into your hunt for food, you finally arrived at a cafe that had the smell of freshly baked bread and coffee wafting directly to your nose, triggering another response from your famished stomach. Rushing into the establishment as if it were a long lost lover awaiting your embrace, you practically sprinted to the cashier to order yourself a cold, bitter drink and warm croissant. Moving to the end of the bar you waited patiently for your order to be called, eyeing the poor barista like a man starved as they eyed you back warily and with equal fervor, setting the food down quickly. Moving in, you snatched up your food and drink making your way to the back, keeping an eye on the one empty seat as you made a beeline for it. Mouth salivating at the inviting warmth radiating from the food in your hands,

Had you been paying attention you would have realized that your happiness would soon be short lived. If only you had known just how quickly your happiness could be ripped away. The cause of such sadness coming in the form of stupid, neon circle. Oh, that stupid plastic disc.

One second you were standing up right, happiness radiating from every part of your body and the next, you were on your hands and knees praying like a sinner in church to whatever god had cursed you, your coffee and croissant nowhere to be found. You swear you almost sobbed, although you finally registered after a few brief moments of self pity, that your food and drink had to have landed somewhere, and if it wasn't the floor then...giving a quick look around, something bright green caught your eye, your head snapping towards it, eyes squinting to focus, for some reason it seemed so familiar not quite able to place it in your memories. Suddenly, a deep voice reached your ears, shaking you from your stupor. The voice registering in the recesses of your mind, until it all hit you like a truck. 'Frisbee, park, Felix...FELIX'

You hopped to your feet to find the same blonde boy from days ago covered in your cold drink. Remnants of your croissant scattered over his body in pieces. "Oh my gosh Felix I'm so so sorry, I tripped over your Frisbee, i'm a damn fool, I wasn't watching where I was going and I just-" The boy let out a hearty chuckle, interrupting your nervous rambling. You stood frozen wondering if you should be laughing as well, you were never good with social cues. Noting your confusion his chuckles died down as he placed his hands onto your shoulders in a light hearted gesture. "You and my Frisbee just don't get along very well huh?" Picking up the offending plastic disc, he continued. "First the sandwich, now a coffee, it's racking up quite a debt isn't it?" You dropped your head flustered. "It's not your fault" you mumbled, glancing up to him you took a good look at the damage your coffee had caused "I- uh...sorry about the shirt" You stuttered, moving to grab napkins off of his table in hopes that it would soak up the remains of your coffee. Grabbing your wrist, he pushed it back down to your side. "Forget it, no big deal." He smiles wide at you, his toothy grin infectious as you made a slight smile back. "Let me buy you another drink since I'm kind of the reason you dropped it." Looking at him in disbelief, you searched your brain for the right words to say, how could he be so kind? You asked yourself.