Destiny [MOONSUN]

Or is she?

Yongsun was beyond excited. The day very sunny considering it was autumn, and the weather was perfect for a little dancing and singing in the street. It was her first meeting, so all her attention should have been focused on that...

Although she knew full well that 90 percent of the excitement she felt was for the wrong reasons, she didn't care. Who wouldn't be out of their mind knowing they were going to meet their other half?

There was no doubt in her head: it was Moonbyul who had spoken to her, she was her soulmate. She hadn't shown her the tattoo, because she preferred to see it live and establish that magical connection that for now was half-assed. If she felt so eager without having seen Moonbyul's tattoo, her soulmate certainly would never resist meeting her that day.

Irene noticed her enthusiasm and smiled at her affectionately. She was aware of everything and was her greatest support in that madness. Anyone could be your soulmate, and all famous people had one, but Yongsun had never thought she had even a chance.

The plan for the meeting was as follows: arriving at the park a little early, preparing the sound system that a friend would take directly to the meeting point, and having a great time.

And then, seeing Moonbyul.

When they got off the train through one of the back doors, three girls went out through the door next to them, and they recognized them.

"It's Irene and Solar!"

The girls were very nice and walked with them to the park while they chatted away. They came from the same part of town as Irene and Yongsun, but they hadn't realized they were in the same train until they saw them leave. Once in the park, they helped them figure out the sound equipment and microphones, and as people arrived, they gave them a hand by organizing everything and trying to keep everyone calm until they started.

Thank goodness, because what Yongsun had thought would be a tiny, casual little thing, turned into a gathering of at least a hundred people. The park they had chosen was very large and had a stage on which they performed. Some girls had climbed the trees. They tried to convince them that they would hurt themselves, but they stopped when the girls insisted on being too short.

Yongsun couldn't stop thinking about the only person she couldn't see.

The show was awesome and very rewarding. Several girls would circle up and dance with Irene and Yongsun to all the songs, following in the footsteps of their modified choreographies. Something inside her was alight. They admired them. They liked their voices and their dances. It was very satisfying.

Suddenly, fully immersed in her version of Chungha's Week, a raindrop fell on Yongsun's nose. She hadn't noticed that the sky had become cloudy, so focused she was. Another fell on her hand, a larger one on her shoulder.

"The speakers!" Irene shouted.

The downpour began little by little, and gave them a truce until they put the equipment inside their friend's van. The girls from before helped them again, and they wanted to stay and chat a little longer. They were annoying her now. They hadn't brought umbrellas and the back of the vehicle was now a little emptier, so Irene told her to get in front, that they could go home like that. Yongsun gave her a very confused look.

"But she... I have to wait for her, she was going to come and see me..."

"There's no one left, Yongsun."

And it was true. In the park there was only one person with a raincoat, a mask and a cap, all in black. They were very far away, so she couldn't tell if they were looking at her or not...

Why was she lying to herself? It wasn't her. The person in her dms wasn't Moonbyul. They had deceived her. She didn't even say goodbye to the three girls who had helped her: she was fed up with them and their sympathy and their talkative ways. She turned on her phone and looked again at her conversation with 'Moonbyul'. Tears flowed down her cheeks.

I should never have trusted you.