❝ dense ❞ ; annyeongz

narr-78-ation

third-person point of view

"Wonyoung."

pagkatapos marinig ang kaniyang pangalan, inangat niya ang kaniyang ulo, pinunasan ang kaniyang luha sa mata para makita ito.

but the girl knew who it was already- just from the voice, and her scent.

"B-Bakit ka nandito?" sagot niya. it's true, hindi niya alam kung bakit sumunod si yujin sakaniya. and she hoped for the slightest bit that the other cares, but maybe not.

"Hyewon told me," yujin took steps forward, to sit at the table where wonyoung is. "Bakit ka kinausap ni mom?" dagdag niya.

she was taken aback. she never thought that yujin would know it that way, and she wanted to let yujin know herself.

but she swears to herself that she didn't get disappointed at yujin's reason for following her. as if she cared in the first place, she thought.

and, hindi niya alam kung saan magsisimula. she didn't prepare an excuse.

"W-Wala," she gulped. "Tinanong lang kung kamusta ka-"

"Alam nating hindi yun yon." yujin replied, flatly.

sa oras na yon, gusto na lamang niyang tumakbo palabas at magtago kung saan. she wanted to escape from everything- it was all too heavy for her.

they're just seventeen.

"Fine," she started, "She told me that the both of you will move next year." she told yujin, without faltering.

she was surprised at herself. nasasaktan siya, and she doesn't want to show it. ayaw na niyang magpakahina.

but her voice is getting dry. it felt like something wants to come out, but she never expected it to come out from her eyes.

she also expected her to get mad, or something.

so she knew, she thought.

"What else?"

"Kung hindi importante, I shouldn't talk or get close to you during those 3 months."

that's when she saw her stand up.

"Putangina."

sinuntok nito ang pader na nasa kaliwa nila. ito'y malakas, ngunit mabagal. pinaulit-ulit niya ito, ngunit wala siyang maramdaman.

and wonyoung tried so hard to not stop her from hurting herself even more.

she didn't want to care.

but she did, anyway.

niyakap niya ito mula sa likod, kasama ang mga kamay nito. naramdaman niyang siya'y napayuko, at pagkatapos ng ilang sandali, narinig niya ang kaniyang mga hikbi.

"W-Wonyoung," kaniyang sinimulan. "May sasabihin ako sayo."

she pulled away, and she made the older face her. their eyes were both red, and she knew it both shone lightly when they looked at each other.

she cannot help but to smile bitterly.

"Go on. This might be the last."

"I love you."

that's it. the three words she's been dying to hear from the person she loves. but it just wasn't the right situation.

but the way yujin said it calmly with her whole heart sent shivers down her spine. and when she held both of the younger's hands, wonyoung's stomach felt like it wants to explode with butterflies.

pero ayaw niyang magpadala, and yujin had something to say.

"Wag ngayon, Yujin. Don't keep my hopes high." as wonyoung said those, she still can't deny the rapid beating of her heart.

it was suffocating. but she wants it to stay like that. always.

"Say it and i'll tell you."

"Say and tell what?"

alam ni wonyoung kung ano ang tinutukoy niya. but she isn't going to say it yet.

because even though she wants to, this is wrong.

"Please."

yujin looked at her like she's the only person to ever exist. and when yujin tightened her hold, she felt weak, and she finally gave in.

"I love you too."

she meant it, really. she wanted to say it over and over again, just to remind that she'll never stop from doing so.

now, both hearts were in sync. fast. loud.

and that was the go signal that yujin has been waiting for.

"Stay with me." simula niya. "In those three months."

yujin smiled softly. alam niyang halos imposibleng mapapayag si wonyoung pero ayaw niyang mawala ang oportunidad na yon.

she's not going to see her in years.

"Just three months and after," dagdag niya. "Tell me. If you want me to stay or not."

wonyoung thought it was absurd. them being together for three months has to be a joke.

who knows what yujin's mother could do?

"Wonyoung?"

hindi siya makasagot. she couldn't.

because she didn't want herself to be a secret. she didn't want a relationship for three months.

she wants it for a lifetime.

"I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have-"

yujin was cut off, as she felt soft lips next to hers.

they both felt euphoric. like they were on cloud 9. but at the same time, it was bitter.

dahil alam nilang hindi ito ang tamang oras at panahon. at lalong hindi tama ang kanilang ginagawa.

"You really shouldn't have said that," wonyoung pulls away, catching her breath. her hands still and slowly caressing the older's face.

"Because now, i'd want you for more than three months." she added, and she leans in again.

then butterflies were everywhere, up higher than cloud 9.

and what could possibly happen in three months?