Ignorance At Its Finest (Taehyung x Yerin)

Chapter 20

Yerin

Urgh, shopping is just the best medicine.

I shove another rice cake, one of the three I had bought earlier, right into my mouth.

For the first time in a long time I feel like a normal young woman in her twenties.

I take another enormous bite out of the tasty treat. However a few crumbs don't make the cut and fall onto the paved street.

I don't mind. It is not like someone is watching and paying attention to me anyways.

I tuck on the sleeves of my sweater in order to try to cover up my cold hands a little bit better. Despite loving this particular piece of cloth endlessly, it is one of my favorite designs after all, I might regret my poor choice of clothing for tonight's weather.

Swept away by the thought of going out alone, had made me underestimate the coldness that comes with Seoul's winter.

So if I freeze to death tonight, it is all thanks to my overpowering taste of clothing.

The stores on the other hand seem to have already bit their farewell to the thought of a freezing winter.

Presented though their shops windows, all the mannequins are already dressed neatly in spring fashion, anticipating the warmth of the season.

My eyes grew wider, as I step closer to the stylish shop. I know right away, that this is the next stop I have to check out.

Here we go, my hardly earned money and I!

Taehyung

"Yah! "

The little boy, who had just bumped into me shows me his tongue. How rude!

I glare at him in annoyance. His mum turns around and pulls the little troublemaker away from me. She didn't even bother to apologize in his stead.

I just shrug it off. Why should I even care?

But also, what is up with all the people around me today? It seems like everyone wants to get on my nerves and tries their hardest to test my patience. I let out a heavy sign.

Throughout the day my mood has already been very bad. No one and nothing can lift up my spirit.

I don't feel like changing it either. For the moment I just want to feel sorry for myself.

It is a cold winter night and I am actually loving it. I breathe out again, resulting that the cold air brushes through my mask and forms into a thin fog. It is gone within seconds.

I stop in my tracks to look up and gaze at the beautiful night sky.

The thought of people passing by on the street tends to drift further away.

I try to focus on the little snowflake, which slowly travels down to earth. Another one softly settles down on my ice cold skin. Within a second it melts and disappears forever, while the memory of it will only be a brief one. It is one of a million other snowflakes, dancing through the freezing air.

When you look at it closely, you can see a beautifully formed little crystals, which add up to the unique form of each snowflake. There are so many of them. Together all of them appear to be ordinary. No on stands out.

For a brief moment I wish I could be just like a snowflake. One of millions. I wouldn't stand out in the crowd. I am just like everyone else. Just like the people around me. I will be living in their world.