Mirrors Paralell //Jikook

3

It's 8 pm. My workday has ended and I'm heading home. It is a dark and rainy night, but I don't pay attention to it. I love the rain.

When I make it to my apartment complex, I enter the building and head to my apartment. When I arrive, I dig out my keys and unlock the door. At first, I didn't think anything different then usual, but the moment that the strong feeling hit me, I knew it was that mirror. It had been a busy day and the mirror just dissapeared from my mind. It's definitely back now.

I head to my room and place my bag on the bed. I open my closet to take out some baggy shorts and a comfy white T-shirt. I can never live without coffee, so I make a run to the kitchen and I start boiling the water. While leaning against the counter, I notice the mirror on the table. It hasn't changed at all since yesterday. I'm glad it hasn't. It has a blue edge. It's beautiful. I keep my eye on it until the water is ready. 

I'm making a sandwich right after my coffee gets ready. I make my way to the table and place my things down. I sit on the sofa and turn to my right, admiring the view. While taking tiny sips of coffee, I finally have the courage enough to pick up the mirror. The weirdest feeling runs through my body right after I pick it up with my left hand, and I try my best not to let go of it. It's giving me chills.

I never understood why it's only me who feels like this, and not anyone else. Even Tae didn't believe me at the beginning, but since I talked about it too much, he just gave up at one point, and went with my nonsense. 

Giving a final glance at the mirror, I place it on the table and take the last sip of my coffee. I place the cup in the sink and head to my bedroom. I never actually had to go to school, because I already had my life planned out. But there was one thing I could never miss, and that was dance practice.

After packing my things, I grab my keys and head out of the apartment. It's a long way to the dance studio, but I don't mind, I just wish I would have someone to walk with. I usually walked with Hoseok, but he moved away, so we don't take the same route to the studio anymore.

When the studio comes into view, I see Hoseok standing there, looking at his phone. He has a weird habit of waiting outside for me, even if it's raining. He doesn't like rain.

"Hoseok!" I shout from the distance. I see him turn his head to look at me. A smile forms on his face. I pick up my speed and run to him.

"Chim, Hey! It's been so long," He says happily while engulfing me in a hug. "How have you been?! You didn't answer my calls yesterday! I had to call Tae to see if you were alright, but he said that you didn't answer his calls either. What happened?!" Hoseok questions me with a worried tone.

"Nothing happened, I just bought something, and I forgot everything else," I answer. Hoseok is one out of two who know about the mirror thing, the other one being Tae. 

"What was the thing you bought that was more importent than answering my phone calls, huh?I'm your best friend!" Speaks Hoseok angrily. I can't blame him, because the last time I didn't asnwer their calls, I was in the hospitel with a broken knee.

"It's just something I have been scared of, okay. You know what it is," I answer. He looks at me confused before he widens his eyes and answers.

"A mirror? You bought a mirror?" Hoseok asks. He seems unsure, because it always seemed like I was perfectly fine when we danced in the practice room with all of the mirrors around, but that was because I was too into dancing to even notice the mirrors. Even though he is the one that belived me the least, he always knew not to push me with anything.

"Yeah," I answer. I don't want them to worry, but when it comes tothings like dancing or other importent things, I forget everything else.

"Really? Well, congratulations then! But you could of atleast send a message to me next time. I was worried." He says. I never ment to worry them so much.

"I'm sorry! I'll definitely text one of you back next time." I huff out hurriedly as I run into the studio with a playful smile.

"Definitely!" I hear him shout behind me while running after me. I can't help but to giggle. That is my best friend.

Those two crackheads, Tae and Hope, they are my best friends.