The Man Who Never Existed {SHORT STORY}

The One and Only Part XD

            "Peep! Peep! Peep!", that was close! I was on my way to a kiosk nearby our home when suddenly, a car almost hit me! Just why on earth I was not blessed with a talent in taking good care of myself? Anyways, I went here because I wanted to buy the latest article about my favorite K-Pop band, but to tell you the truth, I just wanted to see him.

            I always saw this queer guy at the wooden bench next to my favorite ice cream parlor, and every time I saw him sitting there, I would give myself a smile of victory. I never had the courage to go and say hi to him. It wasn't because I was too shy, it was because he had that stunning aura and appearance which made me want to see him even more.

             Weeks went by, and little by little, I started to fall. Neither on the ground nor on the blue sky did I fall. The exact place where I fell was on the bench where I always saw the person who effortlessly captured my heart. Right, I fell in love with someone I didn't know.

             One day, while I was on a complete hurry, I accidentally dropped my fruit-patterned folder. "Aish!", I was entirely annoyed of what happened since the papers in that folder were really hard to arrange. Well, there was nothing I could do but to arrange it all over again.

             I was about to pick the last piece of paper when suddenly, it flew away as if it smelled an undeniable aroma coming from my favorite ice cream parlor. To my surprise, it landed on the bench where Chan sat. Yup, his name's Chan. On my six straight weeks of being his stalker and admirer, why wouldn't I know his name?

            Anyways, as the paper decided to stop its ongoing journey right at the top of the bench, I calmly walked and picked it up. Unexpectedly, he noticed me! He gave me an unpretentious smile and asked, "Is there anything that I could help you, miss?". Geez! My heart just wanted to bounce out of my rib cage! Of course, I didn't refuse his offer. He then helped me arrange my papers, and there, my feelings went deep, very deep.

             As quick as flash, months passed and the most miserable day of my life came. My busy parents wanted me to leave and become an immigrant of China, but I declined their offer. In addition to this problem, every time I opened up a topic about Chan, they would always dissuade me not to see him ever again, and that made me draw a big question mark above my head.

             Well, let's just go back to that miserable day I was talking about. "Kring! Kring!", I hurriedly answered my phone and greeted my caller, it was Chan. "Gab, are you talking to Chan? Can I speak to him?", the person who just arrived at twelve midnight uttered, it was my mom. Without hesitation, I handed her my phone. Not a minute passed by when a tear suddenly fell from her star-like eyes, she was crying. "I knew it.", I didn't understand her. Four men wearing pure white coats then went in my room and dragged me downstairs. "What's happening?", I whispered to myself. They brought me into the car and travelled to the hospital, well, not just a hospital, it was a mental hospital.

              At the hospital, I was diagnosed with a certain mental disorder. Only then did I know that everything was just a complete imagination. It was just a hallucination about something I desperately wanted to receive, love.