Destiny of Love

Kim Taehyung

I sighed as I revived those moments I lived a few hours ago.

When I ran from the shop, everything became a blur. May be due to the tears blurring my visions or because my mind was now covered with the fog of guilt and pain. The bright lights decorating the shops were dull to me now. I wasn't thinking anything. I was just walking aimlessly without knowing where my feet would lead me. It felt as if a zombie is walking on the streets. I wanted to scream and shout, howl like a wounded animal but I couldn't. As I was walking, I didn't realize that I had left the market long ago and there was a residential area in front of me. Was I bothered? No. I was not in my senses to comprehend the scenario in front of me. It felt as if I was walking for ages but there was no destiny to reach. On the way, I bumped into few people but I couldn't care less. But I should have not forgotten my real identity; the Kim Taehyung cannot walk on the streets with so much freedom.

It so happened that while my aimless walking I bumped into two girls and my mask fell off. I wasn't fast enough to pick it up and place it at its original place and these girls recognized me and started squealing and shouting. I didn't know how to react at that moment. I wanted my alone time and I wasn't in the mood for a fan meeting, moreover, I was alone without the security. I could think of only one option and that was to run. Soon my feet starting working on their full strength and I started running on those unfamiliar roads. Soon I was being followed by a big crowd. I felt like a rabbit running for his life from the predators.

I ran and ran but soon my legs started aching and my energy level dropped near to zero and I realized I could not run any longer and I have to find a place to hide. I saw in front of me the road diverged into opposite paths. There were houses on either side of the roads but this house was the nearest and so I decided to ask for help before my predators find me. Luckily at that point in time, I was far away from their vision but not too far away to be relaxed.

Luck was on my side when I found that the door was opened and I didn't need to wait for the owner of the house to open the door and I barged into the house without realizing that I was going to scare the woman of the house.

After narrating the whole incident I looked at her. Her big brown eyes were reciprocating my feelings and it felt as if I am looking at myself in the mirror. Unlike her eyes, her face was devoid of emotions. She was calm and composed. It felt as if only her eyes speak while she remains mute.

I guess, I stared at her longer than a gentleman would gaze when she broke my stare by getting up from the couch.

She went to the nearby table and poured a glass of water and handed it to me. I gulped the whole glass of water at once. I hadn't realized till that point how much thirsty I was.

"Do you like sweet potatoes?" She asked with a smile. Her smile was so genuine that I couldn't help but returned the smile.

"I do... When I was a small kid, my grandma and I used to eat roasted potatoes every evening in the winters." I said.

She smiled and said," Well, my roasted sweet potatoes won't be as good as the one your grandma makes. But I'll try to be a good chef."

I chuckled at her words.

She looked at the watch which showed 9:00 pm and walked to the kitchen. I sat on the couch for a few minutes but then got bored and so I decided to help her with the food preparation.

"Do you need anything?" She asked when she saw me entering the kitchen.

"Nahh, I just came to help you." She gave an amused look and welcomed me.

" So do you know cooking?" She asked

" I don't....but I can do peeling and cutting vegetables or washing utensils." I gave a shy smile and rubbed the back of my neck.

" You are late, Mr chef. I am already done with that part. And since you don't know cooking, you can relax in the other room. You did a great exercise today. finally, our rabbit won." She gave a small laugh.

" But I am getting bored," I complained like a child.

" Go watch your news on the TV. Kitchen is not a playground for children."

I realized about the interview and ran out of the kitchen to the other room.