" Excuse me, miss do you know who this lady is ?" the old flower lady shook her head seeming unconcerned about anything but her flowers, trying to make them attractive to catch attention of the by walkers. However, curiosity had flashed at her face, "son where are you looking for this lady? you don't seem to belong to this village."
Putting my phone away, I nodded at her, looking around to see the small, old village near Daegu full of elderly civilians.
Someone would surely know about this lady. After all it's not really a big town just about 80 houses and about 20 of those are abandoned.
"Yeah just needed to meet this woman for some important matter," just before leaving, she held my wrist stopping me on my tracks.
"This is a very small town if you ask around you will surely find this old woman..... and I didn't really catch your name." Her old eyes gently or more like curiously gazed at me as my lips turned upwards.
"Hoseok. Jung Hoseok."
"Y/n, why have you been staring at the entrance for the past 20 minutes. Do we seem invisible to you?," my friend bellowed right next to as my eyes refused to leave the gates, everyone walking in, starting a new day of university. However, he didn't come.
Molly shook my arm violently, making me glare at her for giving me a headache just as we were to start lessons. Huffing, I stomped my way to my first lesson ignoring my friends.
"Why's she taking Taehyung's anger out on us?," Molly babbled following Y/n to lessons.
Why's he not here?, Where could he be?, Home?....No, Maybe he's with that girl.
"Miss briganza, may a see through nurse I don't feel that well" she bit her lips at she opened the door.
"Only this once."
The sun blinded the house through those hills around this village. Taking steps towards this ramshackle, a wood-made rocking chair was kept in the small yard.
After two hours of walking in this compacted village, the lady in the picture was recognized by a nearby elderly man.
Knocking on the run-down door, my gaze travelled to the hills and the godly nature surrounding this village without any pollution, noises, I would definitely recommend to come live in this village if someone wished to obliterate the constant irritating city life.
After this is done, I'm gonna come and live here with the girl of my dreams and produce tiny little babies to play with.
"Who are-e you son?," I didn't realise the door opening since the beauty of this nature had completely captured my mind. Turning to her, the wrinkles weren't unnoticed, her hands seem to be injured due to plucking crops.
It hurts my heart watching this lady, who has a fully grown son who should look after his mother in her old age, instead he's there in Seoul looking after a criminal.
I don't know if I feel more bad for her or her son. Her because she's probably waiting for her son to return one day or him knowing that he's missing this precious time of being with his mother.
Focusing on her face I couldn't help but notice the resemblance that boy carried from his mother. The same sharp but small nose, symmetrical face and the most important the eyes.
Eyes. Same one mono eyelid and one double eyelid, the same dark brown eyes which held longing; longing for her son.
"Uhmm... Hello mrs Kim, I needed to talk to you about your son Kim Taehyung."
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Stalking His Shadows
Fanfiction" can you just stop following me everywhere I go. Do you really think I can't sense your obsession over me" He shook me violently as he continued spitting venomous words, stepping over every single emotion, feelings which were only for him. Well not...
