Letters I [k.th]

Eighth Letter

"I'll tell you someday, I promise. Anyway, the question?" Taehyung asked.

Krystal smiled at him and nodded.

Taehyung thanked god that Krystal didn't avoid any sort of eye contact that moment. He felt blessed for being able to look into her eyes for so long.

Krystal lead him to her house, naively trusting him.

"What are your plans after you graduate?" He asked her.

"I wanted to become a psychologist, but my parents didn't approve. They mistook psychology for psychiatry. I, then, wanted to study Graphic Design, but my dad thought it was silly. I jumped to Journalism or English Literature, but my dad said he wasn't going to pay tons of money for me to study such a silly thing. I suggested Animation or Studio Arts, but my mom thought they were both as silly and unimportant. I wanted to go to Japan after studying Animation, but they thought my dream was too big for me." She ranted, not quite answering his question.

Taehyung couldn't help but smile at her little rant. He found it adorable. She would make a lot of hand gestures and different expressions. He just couldn't help but smile at her cuteness.

He wanted the walk to last longer. He wished her house was located farther than it actually did.

"I understand, don't worry. Parents don't seem to take our dreams into consideration. They just think they know better. They actually do know better, but that's not my point. My point is that they just think they know what's best for us. They would rather make us study things that guarantee us a brighter future, no matter how much we might hate that job, than to study the things we love, even though their employment rate is low."

Krystal stared at him, wide-eyed. She couldn't believe what she had heard. Her brain couldn't process all of what Taehyung told her.

He spoke her mind.

She jumped in her place and squealed.

"I was thinking the exact same thing, but I couldn't quite put it into words!" She screamed, placing her hands on his shoulders, shaking him.

Taehyung laughed at her and smiled to himself.

He smiled to himself, because he was glad they understood each other.

He also smiled to himself, because he felt as if she was starting to grow comfortable around him.

"Anyway," he laughed.

"you didn't quite answer my question." Taehyung said, squinting his eyes at Krystal, still standing in his place.

Krystal shyly looked away, blushing.

"I'm going to study Architecture, you?"

"Animation." He smiled at her.

"Really?" She squealed, receiving a nod from him.

"You're so lucky your parents are okay with that!" She sighed to herself and started walking again.

"It took a lot of persuasion." He laughed as he followed her. 

"If you had one more day to live, what would you do?" Krystal asked him, changing the subject.

"I would spend as much time with my parents as possible. I'd visit my girlfriend and shower her with "I love you"s. I'd also eat lots of buffalo wings." He answered, licking his lower lip.

For some odd reason, Krystal's heart sank.

"You have a girlfriend?" She whispered.

"No, I don't, but, like, if I were to have a girlfriend, I'd visit her and shower her with lots of "I love you"s" He explained, slightly smiling at her worried expression.

"Anyway, what would you do?" He asked.

"I'd probably freak out." She laughed.

"I'd do the same. I would love to die while eating buffalo wings with either my parents or boyfriend."

They both liked buffalo wings.

"You have a boyfriend?" He asked her.

"Nope. This is it." She stated, standing in front of a gate.

Taehyung was stung with disappointment, because their walk had ended.

On a different note, he was quite happy Krystal was single.

"Thank you for walking me." Krystal smiled, waving at him.

Jin didn't know what to say to the crying girl that sat right in front of him. Krystal wasn't sobbing, she was just silently crying.

"Anyway," she smiled.

"back to the letter." She said, clearing her throat.

"To be honest, Tae.

I was freaking out when you mentioned the word 'girlfriend'.

I didn't know how to react.

I was disappointed, even though it was our second meeting.

You had me wrapped around your finger since day one.

The rope that wrapped me around your finger was tightened when you walked me home."

Krystal looked at Jin after wiping away the tears.

Jin parted his lips to ask her something neither of them expected him to ask.