The next day, I went straight into the library right after our meeting. The boys are not bothering to ask me where I'm going because I always told them I'm just in the library.
Looking for an inspiration.
Looking for my inspiration.
The sun is already on it's way sinking, and I wonder if she's still there.
Or if she is there, at all.
I looked for her at all the tables, from front to back, including my spot but she's not anywhere.
I tried to look at the aisles of her favorite genres - psychology, philosophy and social sciences.
But I still can't find someone in white.
I felt my heart sunk a little.
The adrenaline that filled me before going here is starting to subdue.
I wonder why.
Why does she excites me?
Why does she gives me this feeling that puts me in peace every time I'm near her?
And I wonder, and hope.
Hoping that she knows all about how I feel.
The orange glistening rays of the sun fills the library as the sun set.
And my eyes fell upon her.
She's beside a big window. Her one hand hugging her knees, while the other hand holds a book.
The rays of the sun all over her, which made her shine more.
The lights reflects on her long, brown, wavy hair.
She's wearing a flowy white dress that made her looks pure,
Innocent.
Her lips curved into a little smile as she reads.
Yellow rays of light radiating from her.
And at this moment, I knew.
Before the sun fully takes a break for it's long day, I knew.
Before the orange rays starts to fade on her shining face, I knew.
At this very moment I knew,
that she already stole my heart.
I sat cross legged in front of her, of course she's not bothered. She didn't even raise her head to acknowledge my presence.
"Hey," the words slipped out of my mouth.
Maybe there's no really right words to say.
Because the right words will come right away.
She stopped reading and fixed her gaze at me with a bright smile.
A smile that melts my heart.
Oh god what's happening to me.
Her eyes directly on mine as she says, "The morning will come again, because no darkness, no season can last forever."
She smiled a little, got up and walked away from me.
I'm still processing what she told me and yet she's already walking away.
Why do you always leave me hanging?
"Wait! Don't leave yet."
She stopped on her track, her back still facing me.
I need to say something.
Something that could make her stop from leaving me.
"I'm Yoongi. What's your name?"
She paused for a moment and she answered, "Jophiel..." she trailed off, "You can call me Sophie."
She waved goodbye, still facing the opposite way. Her heels started to walk.
No. I can't let her go this time.
I immediately got up, walked a few steps and grabbed her shoulders so she's facing me.
She doesn't look surprised by what I just did.
I'm the one surprised by what I did.
She's just tilting her head to the side, waiting for me to say something.
"Let's be friends," I asked her hoping she would say yes.
There's a long silence between us.
She's still looking directly into my eyes, as if she's studying me inside.
Her eyes, there's a hint of purple every time a light reflects on it.
"Sure!" She answered after a few seconds that felt like hours.
"But I need to go now. Goodbye, Yoongi."