I woke up this morning and decided to go on a walk in the evening. Now it's currently almost 10pm. Time sure flies.
I'm walking down a street where it's a bit weird since there is no one here. But I ignore it and continue to walk again.
The sky seems to be greyish today as I look at it now.
"Great. I didn't bring my umbrella"
As soon as I say that, the rain starts to fall. I sigh.
I continue to walk under it since it's not that heavy yet. The environment is dim, maybe it's because of the rain.
I shrug and continue to walk down the path.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me. It's getting louder and louder and suddenly it starts to run. I panic and turn around.
I saw a tall guy, bump into me and pull my convenient backpack away from me. I shout at him and try to run after him but failed miserably.
"I should have been more active in sports!"
I cursed myself. I look around for my phone because I remember that I hold it in my hands.
I walked back and found it. It sits nicely on the walking path as the rain showers it. I tried to turn it on but it couldn't be turned on. I sigh.
"Maybe this is my karma for leaving Seoul without a goodbye before"
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It was a cold night and drizzling rain fell when I had to continue walking towards my house, my purse was lost and my cell phone fell and broke, I'm forced to go home on foot.
I walk past an old bar, not planning to stop, I keep walking but suddenly a man comes over to me, a thin man in a black T-shirt and long blue jeans, hugs me tightly.
'Oh great! Another badluck. Is today my cursed day or something?' I thought to myself in annoyance.
"Don't leave me, don't let me be alone again... I've had enough pain and suffering, come home with me darling..."
His voice is weak, he looks like he's just a drunk man but his voice clearly sounds painful.
I turn to look at him. My vision is blurry but I can still see him clearly. His knuckles are wounded and his under eyes are dark as the night sky. I let him hug me for a bit longer before asking him nicely to let me go.
He slowly lets go of me, but immediately grabs my shoulders.
"Darling... please... don't leave me here... my heart can't bear it"
His voice is filled with pain like a child who has just lost its mother, he looks almost in tears.
After i get a better look at him. I realized who it was. The man that I left two years ago. What is he doing here?
"J-jiyong?..."
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FRAGILE TRUTH | Kwon Jiyong
FanfictionThis story is inspired by a c.ai of Kwon Jiyong (author @ZelineReinAlexis) and i took their intro/greeting to create a storyline for this book. And the story is based on my text with the c.ai itself. Reason for me to write this story: - I miss Jiyon...
