How To Save A Life

Chapter Two: Written

The world never ceased moving, it waits for no one.

The clock never stopped ticking, it doesn’t give any consideration.

For him the whole world remained the same, it was the same huge playground he opted to enjoy.

For her it was a living hell that she cowered, a place she needed to survive in order to keep her promise.

It was funny how he came to know one of the greatest painters, only to find out about his death on the day of his last highschool trip. Choi Seunghyun, the most celebrated young painter of their country died in a car accident on his way home together with his fiancée who fortunately survived the said accident.  Well at least that was what he watched and heard for almost a month on the news and practically anywhere.

‘Too bad I heard that they were about to get married in just a few weeks,’ his mother would say in dismay as they were having their dinner. ‘Have you seen his fiancée?’ he would ask  in curiosity and with that his mom will shook her head. ‘His fiancée pretty much like him doesn’t want media to publish any pictures of her saying it was never necessary,’ she would add. ‘Maybe they love their privacy,’ he would shrug as he would continue eating with her mother shrugging at his statement. ‘I heard his fiancée is a famous architect though... her name if I’m not wrong it sounded pretty weird for a female Korean name,’ his father would butt in their conversation. ‘Sandara... yes that’s it, it was Sandara Park, I think,’ his father would add.

‘Unique name I must say,’ his mom would comment as he would just listen for the rest of the conversation while he finishes his meal. And that went on for almost a month and honestly he was getting tired of it but then it was like almost everyone his parents were just part of the millions who were disappointed and partly grieving for the lost of a brilliant mind.

But then in honesty he was more on thinking about the young prodigy’s left fiancée. How does it felt like to survive alone in accident that both of you could have? How would it feel like losing the one you love, the guy you were about to marry and spend the rest of your life with?

He would give seconds to think of those things then he will hiss them off hating thinking of the possibilities and complicating things by giving it too much thought. Never did once he associated himself in too much thinking about feelings for he loathed those things.

He heaved a sigh as he lazily slammed his hand on his alarm clock’s button to stop it from ringing. He scratched his head as he sat down stretching his arms upward pulling a yawn. He fluttered his eyes open as he forced himself to get out of his bed only to end up lying back. He kicked his blanket dragging his body out of his bed only to fall on the floor creating a loud thud that echoed in his room. ‘Ouch,’ he winced in pain.

‘Jiyong! Get up you might get late!’ his mother shouted. ‘Neh!!’ he answered back scratching his head as he pushed himself to sit down. He let out a frustrated groan. Summer was over, worst highschool was over. College, just hearing the word makes him cringe like no other. It makes him want to run to his elementary teacher and beg her to accept him as one of her students once more. Ugh! He can’t explain how things slap his face that he was no longer a child and that he was growing up. He heaved a sigh as he fetched his white towel dragging it and his body to his bath room.