Drowning in Love [hajeongwoo]

Chapter Three

Chapter Three

I woke up next morning with a heavy chest, literally catching my breath as I tightly squeezed onto it hoping it will stop aching.

I dreamed of that day again after a week it stopped occuring in my dreams. That day I drowned. Whenever I am reminded of that day, I always feel like my heart is being crumpled— it won't stop aching for one or two minutes.

I glanced at the picture frame placed on the top of my bedside table. A picture of Dad and a six-year-old Jeongwoo— my heart sank, staring at it full of regrets, still. He was so beautiful in his black suit, I remember I asked him to go with me in a park and he did even he was still wearing an office attire. It's always vivid to me how he smiles watching me playing around.

I felt tears streaming down as I hugged the picture frame against my chest. "Dad, I'm so sorry," I cried silently until it became loud, loud enough to pain me in my heart, endlessly.

"Woo..." I saw Jae at the door, staring at me with his teary eyes. I looked at him helplessly, as I always do when he caught me crying as soon as I woke up from that dream.

He embraced me in his arms, stroking my hair as he gently tapped my back.

"Shhh, it's okay, it's okay," he said already crying, his cracked voice crying with me.

After awhile, I calmed down when Jae gave me a glass of water.

"Take a shower, I'll just bring your breakfast here. Okay?" he said, patting my head. I smiled at him. I am always thankful of Jaehyuk, he was the only person who knows how vulnerable I am. And he just knows how to comfort me without saying too much.

I have gathered up the will to take a shower, I am just constantly reminding myself to live, because this is my father's life... it must have a purpose. And my purpose, is to be like him.

Jae joined me eating my breakfast, I always want to eat with the family but I know I'll just mess up their day by just showing myself in their faces.

"Let's go, they just left," Jae told me after receiving a text message from Mrs. Yoon. I nodded my head as I picked up for my bag and some books.

Despite the shaky relationship with the Park Family, I still attain the rights my Dad left for me and Mrs. Park couldn't control them and just don't bother anymore.

I walked through the University's gate with my head bowed down. Maybe I was used to it because I fear students staring at me whenever they crossed paths with mine.

"Ya, shy boy," I heard Haruto's voice from the back. He was usually smirking. He looks different now that I can see him wearing a pink lipbalm, his lips is shining. He raised his brow at me noticing how my eyes landed on his lips.

"I wore make up, we have a roleplay later," he said walking beside me.

"Oh, I think you put too much lipbalm," I said trying to catch up from him because he's walking too fast.

"It's not like it doesn't look good on me," he said proudly. I think I am getting too much of his boastful attitude.

"Yeah, if that's what you think," I shrugged my shoulder when he gave me a death stare.

"Are you saying it doens't look good?" he looked serious. Trying to warn me to say otherwise.

"Hmmmm, I think it's not that bad," I said teasing him more.

"I swear you're not a good joker," I just sticked out my tongue at him as I ran my way to my building when I heard the ten minute notice bell rang.