"I wonder if this is a dream
But then I think of you
And that night was real
I'm sure of it"
"Hold it right there young lady!", the door to the roof top swung open to reveal two policemen and a cashier with angry looks on their faces.
I seperated from his hold. 'What hell is going on?', I asked myself continuously. "Sunmi? Is that you?", I glanced to the left to see the cashier.
"Who the fuck are you?", I could feel my blood boiling. How dare they ruined my time with my boy?! "Woah calm down", the cashier tried to ease the situation.
"Do you know her?", one of the policemen asked. "Yes, she's my coworker in my main job". No, no no. I don't know him. I have never seen him. "Sunmi", the cashier came closer towards me. "Stay away from me!", I shouted taking backwards steps. "Why are you here? Go away!"
"Your shoe is covered with mud, trailing its way until here. From the CCTV we saw that you stole some snacks...", the other policemen replied with a straight face. "No, no no I didn't steal any snacks!", I covered the table behind my back with my body.
"Sir, I might need some time to talk with her", the cashier asked for permission and the policemen nodded. "Sunmi, is everything okay? Why did you steal the snacks?", the cashier tried to come closer but I just backed away slowly. "No, no! Everything is not okay! It's your fault!", I kept on shouting to scare him, but he doesn't seem bothered at all.
"My fault? Sunmi, what do you mean?", he continued asking. I was shaking so bad, I don't want to go to jail. "It's your fault! You all! You ruined my date with my fiancé!", I stomped my feet clearly showing a sign that I want them to leave. "Just, please leave me alone!", tears were forming near my tearducts.
"Fiancé?... Sunmi...", the cashier looked towards the policemen then back to me.
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"Your fiancé... is gone..."
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"G-gone?", I whispered to myself.
The cashier continued speaking, "He...
died... two months ago...", hesitance was obvious in his statement.
"No... no... it couldn't be, he's right there! See!!!", tears were already streaming down my face, my voice cracked in between the lines. I pointed, looking towards my northwest, happy to see my boy was standing there. The cashier glanced towards both the policemen, and the policemen looked at each other. They seem concerned.
"Sunmi... there's no one there...", he said.
My smile then turned into a frown. My arm fell to my side. My vision was blurred by the countless tears racing down my cheeks. I blinked a couple of times, bit by bit my fiancé's body vanished from my view.
"No... no...", I could feel my heart sinking. My throat tightened, trying so hard to breathe properly. I couldn't hold the heartbreak longer as my knees met the floor.
"Why?! Whyyy?!?!", I screamed my heart out with uncontrollable tears streaming down. Gasping for air but my throat was filled with a lump. I wiped the tears off my face again and again, but there's no use, the tears just won't stop falling. I closed my eyes.
Suddenly, my mind brought me back to a time. A time where I experienced this exact same feeling.
[Flashback]
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보라빛밤 ; Purple Night
Historia CortaSunmi is an office clerk working less or more than eight hours a day depending on the schedule her strict boss has coordinated. She is mentally and physically drained from her job and also from a past event that she can never accept. What was the on...
