My Euphoria | JJK

8 | Talk

[Anna]

I followed RM to his room and then we chose our late dinners. I was so hungry and everything looked so good, but I settled for toast with Nutella.

We sat down on the bed and RM spoke. "Are you going to answer my question?" He said with a careful expression.

"RM, look I..." I was cut short.

"You can call me Namjoon or Joon. RM sounds so formal and you are my friend." He said, his eyes locked with mine and I knew he ment what he said.

"You're right." I gave up and explained my problems to him how I had always wanted to be a writer and that I had taken this job out of fear.

He listened to me very carefully, with concern and understanding in his eyes.

He was so easy to talk to.

He waited until I was finished and then said, "I get it."

After that words had come out of his mouth a tear escaped my eye. I had been waiting for someone to understand me for so long. I had been keeping my worries to myself all this time and spilling them brought out the emotion behing them.

He carried on, "I was in the same position once. I had to make a choice. School and a stable life or my passion, music and an unpredictable future." He paused and looked at me.

"I believe you know which path I chose."

The bell rang and out food came.

I comforted myself with it and we kept talking about dreams for a long time.

[RM]

Seeing her cry told me that she didn't have anyone to talk about this with. I felt bad for her, she was an amazing girl and didn't deserve to suffer like this.

I tried to help her with my experience and things I'd leaned along the way.

It felt like I had known her my whole life and could unburden myself on her. But I knew I couldn't tell her my deepest secret althought I knew she would have understood, she would have accepted me and helped me out.

We talked of so long that we both fell asleep, Anna on the window couch and me on the bed.

— the next morning —

[Anna]

My whole back ached and I opened my eyes. I couldn't rememer what had happened last night, because I was still so sleepy.

But them I saw Namjoon, lying on the bed on his back, snoring lightly.

Last night came back in an instant. Some crying, some food and a lot of soul bearing.

It was so liberating, I felt like I was half lighter than the day before.

I didn't want to wake him up, so I wrote him a note.

Namjoon, thank you for the talk. I feel so much better now.
Have a great day,
Anna

I left his room on my tip toes and went back to mine and got ready for the day.