"Even when a star dies, it gives birth to another one. It's mere existence is life and growth. One day I wish to be as infinite as the stars. To exist forever, if at least in their hearts."
When you left, you were not looking for a savior.
When he...
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When you step out into the rain, you feel a bit sad, shutting the door behind you. Smiling to yourself, you sigh, trying to find Taehyung through the tinted windows, your hand lingering on the door.
You don't want to leave, you want to hold onto him for a bit longer. Somehow, you know that if you say goodbye now, things will stay the same, you will stay the same.
Broken as you've always been.
He's lost behind the dark, and you have to let go, turning away.
You can't rely on him. You can't let your burdens rest on his shoulders, you have to figure out how to solve them on your own. Nevertheless, the temptation is there. To lose yourself in the fantasy of bliss and happiness dancing in the rain.
What happens when you finally let go?
You don't want to find out.
Inwardly, you try to swallow the lump in your throat as you leave him behind, holding tightly to the bittersweet memories he has given you.
Smiling softly to yourself, you lift your satchel to cover your head, shielding you from the rain like a little umbrella, only a few feet away from the apartment complex door. Glancing to your left, you receive a pang of nostalgia as you recognize the small bench where you waited for Jaejin before.
Was it only yesterday that you came to Korea?
You find it so hard to believe that in a mere span of 24 or so hours, so much has already happened and yet you're here.
The same as before.
You scoff a bit to yourself, finding how pathetic that is. You know you have to change, that you have to fix yourself, and find it sad that you can't seem to do it alone. The only moments where you start to feel okay are moments like today, where others can distract you and give you their strength.
Is that all you're capable of being?
A parasite that leeches off of other's happiness?
You are weak, aren't you?
Turning away, you start to resume your trek to the safety of your apartment, your new home but pause at the sound of someone shouting behind you.
"Wait!"
It's a familiar voice, and frantic. Curious, and a bit worried, you turn around, trying to find the source of the sound. It takes you a moment to peer through the rain, but soon you can see a figure stepping out of a sleek black car that is parked on the curb.
The same car that dropped you off just moments ago.
Why hasn't he left yet?
Furrowing your brow with confusion, you step forward, but then you see him.
