The Topmost Floor in the City
Part 12
I had to go back to the Grass Flower Arboretum. I couldn't keep pretending like I didn't know what really happened there. What I'd seen there. It was time to stop hiding away from it in the hospital. I had to go back. I had to put an end to my seizures. But, for days, I went to the bus stop without actually getting on the bus.
After I watched the third bus of the day drive away, Yoongi plunked down on the bench next to me.
"I'm bored and I don't have anything to do, so I came out here," he explained. "What're you doing here, Jimin?"
I kicked my shoe against the ground, my head bowed. I was sitting on this stupid bench because I didn't have enough courage to actually get on the bus. I wanted to pretend I was okay now, though. I knew that I could easily overcome this. But I was afraid. I was afraid. I was afraid of not knowing what I was about to face, whether I would be able to endure it.
Yoongi was relaxed. He murmured something about how nice the weather was. I was so tense I couldn't afford to look around, admire the weather. The sky was blue. A mild breeze brushed past us. The next shuttle bus was approaching us from a distance. The bus stopped and the door opened.
"Do you want to come with me?" I asked Yoongi as the driver waited for us to board.
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BTS SMERALDO THE NOTES 1 (Edited & Translated)
FanfictionThe feelings they tried to keep in their pasts, their losses, their suffering, insecurity and absence...it was time for them to embrace their destiny. Started: 13 April 2019 Ended: 29 June 2020 Thank you for the journey
