Youth | Yugbam

forty seven

bambam

"well its a good thing i love you isn't it, bambam?"

his words keep throbbing in my head as i walk to youngjae's house. 

could he really love me?  

or is it just guilt? pity? a prank? 

he would never go that far with a prank, would he? 

i knock on youngjae's front door and his mother greets me, a wide smile dots the woman's face. 

"hello bambam! it's always nice to see you."

"hi, mrs.choi. is youngjae here?" i ask, i really need to talk to him. 

"actually you just missed him," she states, "he left with jaebeom? i believe that's his name."

"oh, well when he comes back. can you tell him i stopped by?" i smile. 

"of course, have a lovely day bambam," she waves before closing the door.

i walk away, bummed that jae jae wasn't home but happy that his love life seemed to be thriving and well. after all he's been through, he deserves it after all. 

"hey! um you!! with the white hair!" 

i look up, a girl began running towards me from the house two doors down. she was pretty and wore a punkish outfit. 

"are you bambam?" she asks.

"yeah," i answer, "who are you?" 

"i'm nina," she smiles, "is it okay if we talk right now?"