Our hands lie next to each other's, fingertips almost touching. This is what we've come to. So close, yet we'll never be close enough.
❛❛ If it was so wrong, then why did it have to feel so right? ❜❜
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Park Jiyeon's plans for her last summer...
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십 ┃ ❛❛ Just admit that you're in love with him. ❜❜
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"Where are you taking me?" I ask, and for the millionth time, he responds with nothing but a little smirk. "With all due respect, Jeongguk, I can't tell if you're kidnapping me using my own car."
"I thought you trusted me." Jeongguk doesn't take his eyes off the road but his lips mold into a pout. And if that weren't the cutest thing ever, maybe I'd have snapped at him.
"I do," I apprise. "But you've been driving for the past half hour with no regard for speed limits, we're nearing the other side of town and honestly, it makes me a bit scared."
"That's only because I don't wanna miss it," he replies, still pouting. "Can you please trust me a little more?"
His request is so solemn that I can't even bring myself to ask what he doesn't want to miss. After a few minutes, Jeongguk parks the car and turns to me. "You're okay with having to walk a little, right?"
"You say that as if I have a choice," I scoff.
He laughs. "You don't, so get out."
We walk along the rocky trail, managing to not stumble thanks to the dim light that is slowly evading the darkness, erasing it little by little. He walks ahead of me, strangely fast, making me suspect that he has been coming to this place for ages.
Who knows, maybe he has.
In another ten minutes or so, I find the both of us standing at a place that could be called a cliff. I take in the sight and my breath hitches in my throat. The city of Busan lies below us, still ── but not quite. It's more like the serenity that prevails just before all the drowsiness is shaken off and preparation is taken for a brand new day. The air hits my face, disheveling my hair, but I would not have it any other way.
It's strange. I've barely gone out of this city in the nineteen years of my life. I've grown in the midst of its bustling streets and noisy crowds like a sapling is nurtured in the soil till it grows to full bloom. And yet, looking at the line of houses awaiting the first rays of sun, I regret never having stopped to admire it for the beauty it is.
I only bring myself to tear my eyes away from the perfect scenery when I hear a sharp click. Turning around, I find Jeongguk holding his phone. "You did not!" The laughs pour out of me so effortlessly that for the moment, I forget all the shitty stuff going on in my life.
There's just me, him and the elysian scene in front of us ── nothing else.
"I did not what?" It seems as though it's the same for him, for the melodious chuckles of his honey-sweet voice flow like the steadiest waterfall. "Bring you to see the sunrise or take a picture? I mean, I had to have a picture of the most beautiful thing in the world."
