Lies took the elevator.
Truth took the stairs.
Both arrived and met Revelation.
Jane killed a family in a car accident. Depressive and accustomed to self-harm, she decides to go back to where her life toppled upside down. Jane doesn't know what to e...
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I've just left Jane with Mona.
Mona harbored a perplexed stare when she saw me, but I guess I was eying her oddly too. My brain still has a complicated time associating them as cousins; I'm not talking about physical resemblance but all the other things. They are different from one another. Everything emanating from Mona screams healthy and balanced, whereas Jane's aura yells danger.
Mona's confidence makes her overly attractive she captures you right away and Jane. Well, Jane grows on you, she's carpeted with flaws, yet you find yourself thinking of her.
I've seen the trio of friends a couple of times together, and I understand that Jane has the same effect on the Nixon boy. Mona is there flamboyant and beautiful, but he only has eyes for Jane.
What coach Gong said earlier irritated me, I'm not a kid; I know what I'm doing, and I'm conscious of my relationship with Jane. It's a friendship which I believe is beneficial for both of us even if Jane is still a little doubtful. We've made some progress that she revealed to me about her health is proof of that.
We both have things we need to say, something we can't reveal to our natural entourage. If I'm not mistaken, I'm sure, nor Mona or Jane's family knows what's eating her and pushing her off the cliff, just like Soo Ae or coach Gong are unaware of my internal conflicts.
No one knows about my failed suicide attempts, except for Jane now.
With today's revelations, we've become accomplices.
To be honest, it feels good to connect with someone who's not just listening but who has seen the dark and ugly.
It's important to me, and the remedy I've found is better than therapy. I won't let anyone take it. Yeah, Jane has that spot. I don't know if she's the cure, but in her presence numbs the pain.
What did the coach say chemistry?
What chemistry?
Okay, there is a form of chemistry, but it's related to the fact that we're alike. There are no crush or love sparklers. We're friends, keut [that's it]. I mean, I've had female teammates nothing happened between us. We respected and helped one another; that was it. It's the same with Jane; we're colleagues, that's all.
I don't know how long she'll stay in Korea and Seoul, but I'll try to make her stay memorable in the sense that when she looks back on life here, only good memories come.
The confusion in people's minds is comprehensible; I would think the same if I saw a man and a woman acting like us. We argue playfully, Jane isn't the type to say yes and amen to everything, but she doesn't throw tantrums. She just says no, or she gives her point of view.
I like the discord. I love winning over Jane's opinion, which I don't always understand because we're from different backgrounds and cultures. She allows herself to say things that Korean women would think but never say out loud; there are things I allow myself to say or do with her, which I wouldn't permit to do with a Korean woman.
