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EIGHT: So Your Heart Can Pound Like Crazy?

An.

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EIGHT
So Your Heart Can Pound Like Crazy?

So… we just met again…

I angled my head a little to change his view to me while my eyes is asking him about I, myself don’t know either.

I think a minute has passed when his lips curves up for a smile.

Whoa, reacting like a little kid who just saw his lost mother, ha-ha.

“Naege wajwo(Come to me)” he said.

And I was like… what? Did he just talk to me as if we are really planning to meet here?

I had blinked once more. “Borago? (Again?)”, and that came out my mouth lowly. “Don’t try to escape anymore. I’ve been waiting for you the whole day” he said whining.

Whoa, he is talking informal now. Hey, it’s cute.

“Excuse me? Are you talking to me?” I had said.

Ugh! Why did I say that anyway, pabo!

“I need you because I am lost” he said stepping his left feet once toward me. I had alarmed by it and gazes back his eyes. “Excuse me? Me? You? Lost? What are you talking about?!” I gave him frowns and death glares while starting to put my hands in my waist. “I know it’s really weird but I really need you right now” he said again. “Stop playing with me now Mr.!” I yelled and rolled my eyes. I started to turn around back to him when he suddenly ceases me with his yelled, “Ne yeope buteo isseulge (I’ll stick by your side)”.

What?

I want to face him again but I am hesitating 99% now. I should not face him right? For what more?

I turn to face him again.

🎼Guitar’s string.
Np:11:11-Taeyeon

And this happens.

🎵“It’s 11:11” 🎶

Our eyes looking at each other again.

🎵“Oneori han kani chae an nameun geureon sigan"🎶

The wind blew from our east and that makes our hairs and clothes flew left side ways.

🎵“Uri sowoneol bilmyeo usdeon geu sigan"🎶

He’s lips curves up to form a smile again to me.

🎵"Byeol ge da neol tteooreuge haji
Ne mam kkeutjarakcheoreom chagaun baram"🎶

I want to smile back but I am resisting doing it.

🎵“Changeul yeolmyeon ontong nega bureowa"🎶

How is it possible that I could smile just because him, smiling?

🎵"Isigani jeonbu jinago namyeon
Ibyeori kkuetna issuelkka Yeah"🎶

The wind still blowing between us.

🎵“Neol da ijeosulkka"🎶

“I believe I’ll be cared with you” he spokes up to me when he is away 13 feet apart.

🎵“Modeun ge jaril chajaseo tteonagago
Neon nae modeun geol gajgoseo tteonado"🎶

Wind’s keep on blowing when I spokes up too, “Naege wajwo(Come to me)” twirling my hips a little and grins finally.

🎵“Nae mameun sigye sogui du baneolcheoreom
Gateun gaseul dugo maemdolgiman hae”🎶

Silence came.
I brought back my serious gazes to his eyes. He flattened his lips and steps toward me closer. He stopped about five feet apart between us.

“How do you know me by the way?” I asked narrowing my eyes to him.

The blowing wind stops though to wild our hairs.

“At least you are the only one I know here. I’ll be getting along to you even a little, knowing you are a human too” he said. I had raised my left brow. “You were saying?” I had asked. He gave a deep sigh and look everywhere around me then face me again in my eyes. “I know it is really hard to understand. You might think that I am a criminal too like the police and the guards were thinking. I just want to meet you” he said again. “And why?” I asked and crossed my arms in my abdomen’s level. “Because I told you, you are the only one I know here” I said annoyed and pointed me once. “And how on Earth that is even possible!” I raised my voice rolling my eyes back to him. “I said it already, I am lost” he answered. “And how?” I continued to ask. “Because… it’s a long story. I just need your help” he said lowly finally. I gave asking too especially that I am hungry now. “Sorry but I don’t think I might help you” I said. He’s gazes quickly went up to my face.

He’s eyes were disappointed and surprised, I can tell.

“Bo?” he had asked almost whispered. I gave a sigh. “I am a busy person and I don’t think I could trust anybody like this” I said.

I don’t know if this is because I’ve gone too far being independent or maybe he is just really a stranger.

“But…” he wants to talk more when I finally gave my eyes looking at him, want him to stop now. “Sorry for this” I said. I started to turn around when suddenly a heavy rain poured down to us.

What the hell--!

An.
Yey! 11:11 soundtrack appeared already! Listened to it now at the upper part of the page! Thanks for voting!