"What in the world-" my eyes widened seeing the same Korean-speaking man in the field before.
"Please don't panic!" he pleaded, stepping towards me with both his arms raised in the air.
"What am I supposed to do then? Give you tea and welcome you?!"...
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"Relationship is understanding. It is a process of self-revelation. Relationship is the mirror in which you discover yourself — to be is to be related."
– Bruce Lee
Days passed by quickly as the winter became aggressive and the Christmas exam drew nearer. I was always exhausted that I always fell on the bed and drifted off every single day after I came back home. I still had to study so I'll wake up at 12 AM midnight to continue my studies. School and tuition classes were completely draining my energy. I guess this is the situation of every 12th Grader around the world.
I was thankful to Jimin though I won't show it outside. His laughter and smiling face alone relieve half of my stress. Sometimes you really need someone who can give you a simple smile. I'm glad that he's here at the right moment. However, as I'm busy, I didn't get a chance to search on the Internet along with his new characteristics. He said it was okay but I know it clearly is not. I'd caught him staring into space and tears welling up in his eyes. He never shows it in front of me but I know, it's just I don't know what to do about it. I'm hella bad at comforting people through words. I thought I might as well give some space and leave him alone.
There were times I caught him taking care of me. Like when I jump into bed without even changing my uniform, I'd wake up tucked myself in my blanket, or when he brings me an apple when I'm frustrated saying it helps the brain, in the middle of the night. He told me that he was a model student in his school and passed me some mundane but effective study tips. His simple acts of kindness have always been a surprise to me. No matter how rude I talk to him he always remains kind and generous. Now that he can touch me he'd simply start massaging my head or play with my hair; he says he loves my hair (whatever that means), and he has this weird habit of carrying me to bed when I sleep on my studying table, which gets on my nerves. I had scolded him not to but he shooes it off by saying that I'll hurt my neck sleeping in a bad posture. At first, I was very hesitant about him breaking my personal bubble but ...yeah...how long can you resist someone like him; now I perfectly know the reason why he's called an angel by his fans.
Now, after 2 years I can say that I have a friend that too a ghost out of all the people in the world. It's funny you can say!
"Hm, Mia?" called Jimin who was apparently playing with my phone seriously finishing off my data by watching Youtube videos.
I hummed immersed in Integration.
"What type of music do you hear?"
"I don't actually hear music much, Justin Beiber... Ariane Grande, maybe?"
"But you always have your earbuds on while traveling".
"I'm listening to podcasts, pabo." I sighed "For students and some motivational speeches".
