Serendipity: The Amazing Journey Of A Soulmate

5. Moonchild

I don't know how much it will take Namjoon to get here, but I estimate it won't be less than 10-15 minutes so I hurry up to the bathroom to refresh my appearance.
Thankfully, this morning I was inspired to pick a nice outfit. Since it was warmer than usual, I went with a cream blouse with a v-neckline and long sleeves, on each one of them four pearl-like buttons. At the bottom, I'm wearing a simple black skirt and a pair of black stilettos. This is far from my usual style, it's something I wear only at work. In general, I prefer more comfortable clothes like jeans and oversize sweaters in the winter and casual dresses or shorts with t-shirts in the summer. As for the shoes, even though stilettos are breathtaking, I've always been a converse girl.

I wash my hands in the sink and use a paper napkin to wipe them, as I stare at my reflection in the mirror. Although there are always people calling me beautiful, I've never considered myself that way. I believe the real unchanging, everlasting beauty resides in the depths of the heart and it is found only by those who have the eyes to see. I'm not interested in people liking me for my mortal, ephemeral beauty. I don't want to be just another pretty face. I want to be found. If there is something left to be found at all.
But if I had to choose a few things I like about myself, I'd say the eyes and the smile. I was born with brown eyes, but as the time went by, they started getting lighter and lighter until they turned hazel-green. It's quite strange how they keep changing their color, even now. Sometimes, they are the brightest green, other times they are so dark they look like chocolate. But most of the times, they are a mixture of green sprinkled with golden brown. I observe them closely in the mirror. Tonight they look brighter than they've been lately. My numb soul is twitching and it shows through my eyes.
Rummaging in my bag, I pull out my lipstick and the powder, retouching my make-up a bit.
I take a few steps backwards, now watching my whole figure: long dark brown hair set in loose curls, peachy lips, fair skin contrasting with the black of the coat on my shoulders. And beneath all that, an ember buried deep into the unknown, that has yet to be uncovered.

I exit the bathroom and head to the parking lot where I'm supposed to meet Namjoon. I remember his words from earlier and my palms get sweaty at the thought of seeing him again. This is wrong. My body shouldn't have this reaction to him. I remind myself that this is not a date. I will not allow myself to be naive again. I put my hands in the pockets of my coat, tilt my head back and gaze at the night sky. The moon rises proudly, engulfing the boisterous city in its cold shining light. 

"Hello, old friend!" I murmur. The moon captivates me. I've always enjoyed its presence, queen of the lonesome. I'm just a selenophile. Sometimes I feel like the majestic orb is the only presence that's been in my life from the beginning. My parents too, but they never knew my moments of solitude. They never knew about those midnight tears, neither my darkest thoughts. But the moon always stood loyal by my side, witnessing my falls and comforting me. 

The headlights of an approaching car make me tear my eyes away from the sky. A black SUV pulls up in front of me and Namjoon gets out of it seconds later. He is wearing a thin cream coat with a black turtleneck sweater and dark blue jeans. With his brown hair flipped back and a big smile exposing his dimples, a recipe for my own destruction, he greets me cheerfully.

"Hello, Ms. Inna! I hope I didn't make you wait for too long. I got distracted," he says. I stare. He is too handsome for my own good. 

"Hello, Mr. Kim!" I finally manage to say. "No need to worry about that. I actually took my time arriving here. This weather is lovely." Namjoon just nods and smiles even wider. Why is he smiling so much? Oh my god, do I have something on my face again? He takes something out of his coat pocket and hands it to me.

"Here. I made a new insurance since you lost the one I gave you yesterday. This should be able to cover the repairs, supposing you already took your car to be fixed by now," he says scratching the back of his neck.