I'm standing on top of the building of my apartment. What does it feel like? The sensation of jumping and falling from such a high point. Will I like the feeling? Will it make me feel as if I'm flying? I look down and focus on the streets below me. White and yellow lights dot the entire city and brightens it. It's mesmerising and I never want to leave. I wish I can stay up here forever.
I used to come up here with Haneul, but now I never will be able to. I can only come alone.
I look up to the sky and close my eyes as I let the cool breeze hit my face. A smile spreads on my face as I think about Haneul.
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"You're lucky you live here," Haneul says and chuckles.
"What do you mean by that?" I ask in confusion.
"This is a beautiful place. The view is amazing and it just feels so peaceful and comforting to be up here."
"Can't you go on the rooftops of other buildings?"
"Well, yeah. But, out of all the places. the view here is the best."
I nod and look at her. She's gazing at the scenery before her and she's smiling, even her eyes seem like they are smiling, as they look like crescent moons. Her long, amber hair is blowing behind her. She's absolutely gorgeous. She's so focused on the view that she doesn't realise I secretly take a photo of her. I chuckle and stare at her. Though she may have flaws, she'll always be perfect in my eyes.
"What?" She asks as she turns to face me. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Like what?" I ask.
She laughs, "With those sparkling eyes."
"Sparkling eyes?" I ask with my eyebrows raised.
"Yeah," she says and she stops laughing as I gaze into her eyes.
"You're so beautiful. Even more beautiful than the view. I'm not just lucky to be living here, but I'm lucky to have you as my girlfriend."
She blushes and rolls her eyes, "Yeah, right."
"It's true," I say seriousy.
Not once do I break eye contact with her, even if she tries to avoid it. I stare straight into her glassy brown eyes.
"Stop looking at me like that."
"Why?"
"Because... it's... it's making me uncomfortable."
I laugh as I look at the shy girl I've made her become. She's fiddling with her hair and looking away from me.
"No," I say as I grab her chin and gently make her look at me.
I move my hands to either side of her face and I finally get her to look into my eyes.
I move forward towards her. She bites onto her lip nervously. I lean into her face and press my lips against hers. Her lips are soft and slightly moist. I close my eyes and move my hands to her waist, pulling her closer to me, so our bodies are touching. Her hands are placed on my shoulders as our lips move and press together. I don't stop. All I do is move faster, though I remember be gentle. I don't ever want to hurt her.
My heart is beating and I feel as if I'm soaring with euphoria. I feel somewhat drunken by Haneul. By those soft lips of hers. I can taste her sweet lip balm in my mouth. I love her so much. I don't want to let her go, but I have to.
We're both so out of breath when we pull away from each other. She's smiling at me and I'm smiling back at her.
"That was..." I say.
"Amazing." She finishes for me and all I do is nod and agree with her.
Yet, it wasn't just amazing. It was way more than just amazing. No words can describe the kiss we just shared. I want my lips to be on hers once again. I want to hold her again. I want her arms to be wrapped around me and I want my hands to be on her waist. I want to be close to her.
She giggles and turns to look away from me and back at the city beyond us.
The city is so enormous. It seems as if it's endless and the streets seem continuos. Despite that, we still managed to come together. We managed to fall in love with each other.
I reach out to embrace her, but she's fading away...
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Tears blur my vision. That was our first kiss. I miss it so much. I would do anything to go back to that time. I want to grab onto her and hold her in my arms, I don't ever want to let go. But, I must. She's no longer here. She's dead. I will never be able to feel her again.
"Are you okay?" a voice asks.
I instantly turn my head, expecting to see Haneul by my side. But, it's not her. I'm disappointed, even though I should know better. I should know that I won't be able to see Haneul again.
The girl next to me is petite and has chestnut coloured hair. She's looking at me in concern as she places a hand on my shoulder.
I quickly wipe away my tears and compose myself, "I'm fine."
"Then why were you crying?" She asks. "What are you doing here?"
"I lost someone I love," I say. "Being here reminds me of her."
The girl is quiet as she nods her head slowly, "I see, was it a breakup?"
"No," I reply and don't say anything more.
She looks back at me and observes my expression. I sigh and look down at my feet. Why can't she just leave me alone? Doesn't she understand that I want to be by myself right now?
For some reason, I don't feel like talking to her, although I was perfectly fine with talking about my feelings with Luna. Maybe its because this girl gives off a different vibe. Or maybe because I just wasn't thinking straight the night I met Luna, so I recklessly spilled my guts out to her, even if she's a total stranger. I guess I can't call her a stranger anymore. She's like a friend, though I may not see her again. But, I doubt that. After seeing her last night, I saw her again today, so I'm sure I'll easily see her again.
"I'm Aurora," the girl beside me says and reaches out her hand for me to shake.
I hesitate for a while, I know someone with that name. Aurora is the name of Haneul's friend's younger sister. But, she can't be the same person right? She doesn't really resemble Coral.
"I'm Taehyung," I reply.
"It's nice to meet you," she says and retracts her hand as I don't shake it.
"Why are you here?" I ask.
"Just to have a look at the view," she says. "I've had a rough night."
Her night can't as rough as the day Haneul left me. She's not even crying, but I am. She's smiling and talking to me blissfully. She doesn't look upset at all.
"Rough night?" I scoff.
She nods, "Yeah. But, luckily a girl was there to save me."
"Good for you," I say.
Nobody was there to save Haneul when the car hit her. Not even I was able to protect her and stop the car from killing her. She was unlucky, unlike the girl beside me.
"I've never seen you around here," I say.
"That's because I just moved in with my older sister yesterday," she says.
"What's your sister's name?" I ask.
I'm sure she's not the Aurora I know. She can't be. But, I still ask either way.
"Coral," she replies.
I was wrong. She is the Aurora I know.
What is the world doing to me? Why did it take away Haneul from me, but bring other people into my life? First I met Luna, then I'm reunited with Jungkook and Jimin, and now I'm here with Aurora.
Is this what Luna calls fate? Or the butterfly effect? Or is it just pure coincidence?