fairy 𓄼 nct.

01

THIRD PERSON VIEW

"I'll be outside!" The 5-year-old girl shouted, struggling to open the door. Once she succeeded, she immediately went out.

Jiseul giggled when she heard her mother protest but stopped when her father gave her the assurance that she was gonna be fine. "Be careful!" Jiseul looked back, a smile on her face.

Her body was wrapped in a thick, pastel pink jacket and her hair was in pigtails, she waved her hand that was covered with gloves before continuing her journey through the trees.

She listened as the snow beneath her feet make a sound with every step she took, she watched as snowflakes fall down to the ground from above. Holding her hand out, she giggled watching the snowflakes land on it.

"Where did you come from?" She moved her hand closer to her face as she asked, walking continuously on the pavement full of snow.

Without realizing, she walked on a huge icy block, causing for her to slip, she struggled to keep balance. She screamed as she felt her body dropping to the ground. Closing her eyes, she waited for the impact to come but, it didn't. Instead, she felt arms around her.

She opened her eyes as she felt herself being pulled away from the icy block. Once they were away, she stood up straight and looked at the person that saved her.

She was welcomed with a boy who looked like her age but she didn't know who he was, where he came from or if he was from her town, despite that, she greeted him with a huge smile on her face and hugged him with all her might, "Thank you!"

"O-oh." She heard him whisper before she felt his hand awkwardly pat her back. Her smile didn't fade after she pulled away from their hug, she faced the boy who saved her, his face was red and he looked shy.

His eyes didn't leave hers, it was as if he was lost in her baby blue eyes and he didn't know a way out. She got him out of his trance when she said, "I'm Jiseul! What's your name?"

She was bubbly and joyful whilst the boy was totally the opposite, with his flushed face and quivering voice he gathered all the courage to utter out a reply, "I'm—" He stopped halfway when he realized something. He can't possibly tell her his name.

"I-I'm J.." His voice was small, it sounded like he didn't want her to hear it, after all, it was his first time talking to a girl that wasn't dead.

"J? My name starts with J too!" He felt his young heart beat fast when he saw her giggle. He couldn't help but smile at how adorable she looked.

"Come on, let's play!" The boy was about to protest when she grabbed his hand and dragged him with her. They stopped near Jiseul's house and went to their playground.

Jiseul went straight to the swing set while he stood there, hesitating. Shouldn't he go back now? The only reason he came here was because he thought he needed to save her, now he's stuck. What should he do?

"Come on, Ji!" She laughed at her made up nickname for her new friend. Seeing her laugh and happy made him happy too, so he put all his hesitations aside and sat on the swing beside hers.

"Oh! I'm a Ji as well! Because my name's Jiseul!" Her eyes were wide and full of happiness at her thoughts. The boy could only stare at her with a smile evident on his face.