𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅 | moonsun ✓

29 | the past

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Love is not always beautiful.
Like you, love has its scars,
its imperfections, and its flaws.
Despite these indifferences,
if you love them,
never let go of that love.

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"I'm really sorry about your loss, unnie." Shiah whispers raspily to Byulyi. Both of them were in line to catch the train to Bucheon.

Byulyi gives a weak smile to the girl, not bothering to look up from the concrete ground of the train statation. "It's alright, Shiah-ah," She clutches the ticket in her hand tightly. "We all have our losses, and I think I'll finally find the peace I need from seeing her one last time."

Earlier, Byulyi had to admit to Shiah what the trip was about𑁋nearly causing herself to breakdown again from the mention of Krystal's name. She didn't tell anything about her parents though𑁋she didn't want the girl to worry about her.

Shiah furrows a brow to the thought of peace, stepping closer to the girl and snaking an arm in hers. Even though Byulyi had her head down, Shiah could still see the quivering in her eyes and lips as if she was about to cry a river. The younger girl leans her head on the taller one while quietly playing with the silver strands of Byulyi's hair. There was no doubt that Shiah wouldn't see any tears during this short trip.

Although the funeral is supposed to be hosted tomorrow evening, Byulyi made some amends with Seulgi that she would stay a couple of days in their hometown to go possible go exploring𑁋Seulgi even offered for her to stay until it was Christmas or even New Years, but Byulyi had said that she would think about it. Granted, though, Byulyi wasn't sure if she would have the right mental capacity to stay in her hometown for that long.

The sight of even seeing the first sign of the name BUCHEON would give her back those negative thoughts again, and she didn't even want to get close to those. But risking herself to attend this funeral would be the closure she would need in order to flip away from that last chapter of her life.

"Noon train to Bucheon-si will be boarding in 5 minutes." a PSA loudly announces, echoing across the closed off train station.

Byulyi inhales a deep breath, still feeling Shiah's head against her neck. And of course, the most prominant memory of when she felt Yongsun's hair against her neck came back to her in an instant𑁋the scent of her blonde hair coming back like the smell of lavender, the way her her rested perfectly against her neck like a puzzle piece. Byulyi would do anything just to let that happen again.

She missed Yongsun a lot.

She longed to feel the touch of Yongsun again𑁋the way their lips connected for those short moments even though it felt like forever. Byulyi felt like she was trapped in her own world just by the feeling of Yongsun so incredibly close to her.

It brings her shivers and those flutter again just thinking about her.

But she's happy now, right?

"You're thinking about something," A voice snaps Byulyi out of state, making the older girl move her shoulders uncomfortably. Shiah lets out a groan, lifting her head up to glance at the silver-haired girl. "What are you thinking about?"

Byulyi bites her lip, adjusting her hands in her pockets. "I'm just thinking about the trip, you know, anticipating it."

There was something in Byulyi that Shiah couldn't entirely figure out𑁋whether it was the unusual glisten in her eyes, the quiver in her lips that made her nervousness quite obvious, or the way she stiffened.