Park Jisoo is a 16 year old girl, who's life happiness depends on South Korea's boy band BTS. Also called as Living Lagends of the 21st century.
Being a die heart ARMY, Jisoo devotes her whole life as a true and loyal ARMY, only to be always tormen...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Narrator:
Autumn turned a new leaf for the weather at Seoul city. Wind blew everywhere, not the kind of wind that would want you to be locked up in your house, but the kind that would make you wish to feel the breeze kiss your face.
Tiny bird's flew around, preparing their new nests for the new weather, while the bees continued on the business of collecting nector.
What a fine and beautiful day one would say. And indeed it was. A beautiful day to visit friend's.
It was Friday, and the streets were a little crowded unlike usual, so the hooded man had to hide his face a lot. He walked through street to street, taking left's and right's until he finally reached his destination.
The place was not what one would call warm, since it wasn't a place for warmth. But in truth, the place was beautiful, more because it was Autumn.
The hooded man walked on, until he came to a stop. He bowed down to place a bouquet of flowers and then silently, threw his hood backwards. A few seconds later, he sat down on the dew wet grass.
"Hello! How have you been? Have you been well? I hope so. I'm well too. And so are the boys. Gosh, I'm seriously not good with this polite talk, especially not with you. We weren't friends for such talk, you know that."
Silence fallowed.
"Are you...Are you surprised? That I still remember you? I know it's not supposed to be that way, but it still is, and believe me when I say I want it to be this way at least. I just...I..."
Another silence followed. The man bowed his head, trying to hide his face which was now tear stained.
"I just...I miss you, so much. I wish you were still there, we all wish so. I just don't get it why it had to be this. I never got a chance to tell you that I'm sorry. I'm so very sorry to I left you, even in our last days. I'm so sorry.'
Time passed by and the boy kept his head bowed, his shoulders vibrating now and then. No one disturbed him, so he stayed there longer than usual. Finally the boy looked up.
"Alright, let's try this again. Dear guardian angel, if you really are here, then please show me your presence."
For a long time, nothing happened. So the boy continued.
"I know you are there. You told me you would be the rain, the wind, the snow and the nature. I know you are there, aren't you?"
The leaves rustled and a soft breeze blew by. The boy closed his eyes, letting the breeze fly past his face, making it soothe him.
For a long time, he said nothing. At last his voice came, barely a whisper. "Thank you. Thank you my dear chingu (friend). Thanks for everything."
He opened his eyes, let out a soft sigh, and slowly but surely, walked away.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
_________________
There's nothing I would like to tell you about this part. It's up to you to figure out. Until then... Plzz.. follow, vote and comment for your author.