You only have one chance in life. But, what will happen when you are given a second chance?
Will you make it better or, ...worse
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A day from the festival | 12:34 am | 2019 | Jang's resident
The moonlight on the dark sky skipping the bundle of clouds. It'd passed midnight with accompanied the owl's unique crow. The night taker sending chill under the latter's spine. Yet, his tough spirit left unbothered.
Jungkook: Seol-ahh.. please, stop bluetick-ish me. We need to talk.
The guy squeezes the craved bell button, demanding the owner to open the door for him. Most importantly, open her heart to him. His orbs seem consciousness, his limbs shiver in cold. Jungkook snaps his frozen finger, trying to comfort his body heat plus, to avoid catches a cold.
His big fat ego crashed on the marble floor of a rented underground practice room two hours ago. His cocky attitude flushed on the messy harmonizes between him and strangers guitarist that sunbae kept recommended to him for the last two days. Jungkook came to his conscience when the clock strikes half to eleven. the fact that he couldn't cope with anyone but Jang Hyeseol killed his arrogance side completely.
Until he found himself desperately banging into Hyeseol's front door, salty sweats draining inside his thick coat as he overdid himself against the cold dewy night after he gave up on hailed any vacant taxi nearest the venue.
Jungkook: I know you're still up.
Jungkook cranes his head uptight, his eyes darting to a sliding window on the second floor of the soft yellow painted bungalow. specifically, on slightly open window of Hyeseol's bedroom. Jungkook could hear fainted bell from dreamcatcher swaying into the melodious song of the slow wind, jamming through the night.
Jungkook well informed that Hyeseol can't sleep with an open balcony nor window as she's gifted with a weak body since born. That's the reason why Hyeseol could easily escape from school without getting suspicious by her parents. She had been skipped school for two days after their argument that day.
Jungkook: please, answers me. your window is still open.
He keeps mumbling a name throughout his frosty breath, breathy in white. Jungkook lends his head against the door, feeling hopeless.
"Hyeseol...please," he demands, slamming the door in regret. His eyes quiver in fear. The fear of losing his best toy and most importantly, fear of losing his best friend. "I'm sorry, I should've asked your opinion in the first place. I really sorry, Seol-ahh."
On the other side, the girl slams her head against the close door. She has been there from the very start. All ears to the guy words that slip between the slid of the heavy air even some of his speech blur in her warm ears but, she clearly caught his apology. She stares blankly on the wood even she can't see through the opaque.
