Breakup Chronicles
Jaehyun was the heart breaker while Chaeyoung was the heart fixer.
“I don’t want to continue this anymore. Let’s break up,”
                            Once Again
It was a cold and breezy night when Chaeyoung came out from her apartment. Frustration wrapped her whole being when she tried to sleep but can’t. That’s why she has decided to go for a walk just for a little while.
She quickly grabbed her jacket and went to the main door. As she closed the door behind her, she immediately secured the keys inside the pocket of her thick jacket.
Blowing some hot breath from her mouth to her palms, she rubbed them both to feel warm and started walking after. The cold wind blew from somewhere and it made the strands of her hair to sway, covering her face a little. Using one hand, she grabbed all the strands of her hair and used her hair tie, which was placed on her another free hand, to take them all in one place.
After she tied her hair, she blew out a little gasp as she saw a puddle just few inches away from her feet. Thankfully, she hasn’t stepped on it yet. She quickly galloped and started walking again. When she already saw the lamp post, a smile crept on her face because no one was sitting on the bench next to it. Immediately, she ran towards the bench and sat on it.
She took out her phone from her jacket’s pocket, “Oh, it’s still eleven,” she said when she noticed the time plastered on the screen. “I can stay for a little while,” she uttered in a low voice as she roamed her eyes around, returning her phone back inside to her pocket. When she looked at the dark skies and the mysterious yet harmonious place, the cold night was becoming more livid. Even though her jacket was thick, she can already feel the cold air getting on her skin. She pursed her lips into thin lines as she’s starting to feel the realness of the cold.
While gasping, a smoky-hot air came out from her mouth, “I think I should go now,” she muttered under her breathe as soon as she stood up from the bench, already hugging herself because of the cold. She was about to take a new step when she heard someone calling her name in a deep yet low voice.
For a fleeting moment, her eyes made its way to become bigger than the usual. She was taken a back when he called her name again; that didn’t stop her to face him and shout at him but when she saw his frail eyes—that made her stop.
“What are you doing here?” she decided to change her attitude and expected to be cool, “I didn’t expect to see you,” the man didn’t reply and just stared at her. “You must have a reason why you’re in front of me,” Chaeyoung added while biting her lower lip, but he kept silent. “Did you perhaps get punched by a lot of goons? Fell your head from the trains?” she continued asking but still, he wasn’t replying.
She studied his face and found no wounds. Then she already assumed an answer to her own questions. For her, he was actually looking better than okay. She then noticed that she continued staring at him as silence mastered between the two of them—for how long, she no longer have the count. The dark place didn’t feel scary at all. The enchanted lullabies of the birds were mellifluous as she stared at the man in front of her. It was no longer cold. She wasn’t shivering anymore. But the madness inside of her heart would remain still.
Just as she had realized that she’s been staring at him for too long, she quickly looked away and pretended kicking the tiny pebbles she’s seeing on the ground. She heaved a sigh as she waited for him to talk. She had asked too many questions already and none of them were answered. That pissed her off a little and with that idea, she remembered why she’s in fury with this man. She should stick to that and shouldn’t be deceived by his looks.
Finally coming back to her senses, she was about to say something, it was then she noticed him pursing his lips into thin lines as he looked away. “Chae, will you go out with me this coming Sunday?” he asked without looking at her eyes.
Chaeyoung mentally laughed, thinking she had gone crazy for doing so.
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                          Strings Attached
On my way home, I was walking alone since Lisa was absent today. She said she was feeling sick but I guess she’ll be back tomorrow. I know her, she doesn’t like to be absent in class.
As I continued walking, I busied myself kicking the rock I found somewhere on the side road when a bunch of school boys hindered my way. There were four of them and based with their uniforms, they came from an another elite school.
“Hey you,” the one who was the tallest among of them called; the moment he spoke, I immediately smelled the scent of an alcoholic beverage coming from his mouth.
Covering my nose, the tallest laughed and the other three boys followed his laughter, “Why are you covering your nose, huh?” the tallest asked while gritting his teeth. I studied his face and he looked foreign to me.
He isn’t Korean. I said at the back of my mind while continued staring at him. I’m sure of that.
“Are you insulting me?” he continued, stepping towards me as he placed his forefinger on my forehead—that made me to take a step back, letting my hand to fall down as I inhaled the strong scent of alcohol.
He continued pushing my forehead with his forefinger as I took another step back and was about to run away when he forcefully grabbed my right arm, “And where do you think you’re going?” he asked and a boisterous laughter came after—that made my goosebumps to rise.
My heart was beating so fast and for me, I thought that was already the end of my life. What am I gonna do?
I roamed my eyes around the streets but everything seemed so quiet. There were even no vehicles passing by. It’s so weird that this thing happened to me when there are no people whom I can ask help for.
Closing my eyes, I remained silent as I hoped for a miracle to happen. My mind was constantly calling for all the names of saints already. I was mentally praying the Korean prayers in English.
My eyes were half-opened when the tallest one commanded the other three, “Hold her,” and that made my eyes to open inwardly.
He let go of my right arm as the smallest one immediately went to grab my left arm as he held it tightly. I even tried to run but he was fast enough to catch me on place. The one who has a long hair went to my right arm. The other one which has a blonde hair remained smirking together with the tallest one.
“W-What are you doing?! Let me go!” I shouted, waggling my arms; trying to escape from their tight holds, “I’m going to report all of you to your School Principal! This is harassment and all of you are drunk!” I exclaimed heavily, throwing death glares to the tallest one as he guffawed; but was eventually followed by a dark demeanor.Â
“Do it, then.” he said with a serious tone, “But I’m sure you can’t escape from us. We outnumbered you. There’s no way you can escape today to report something to our School Principal,” he mockingly laughed and the blonde one beside him joined in the force. The other two who was holding my arms kept silent as my heart started to pound rapidly. My breathing hitched and my mind’s currently blank. I don’t know what to do anymore.
If I’m going to shout, no one will hear. No one will rescue. This is the end of me. Even though they were high school kids, they were still capable of doing such things.
I swallowed the lump in my throat as I continued hearing those laughters. Even the other two beside me, joined them already.
I began to mewl silently. The tight grips that were being forced on my arms felt nothing because what might happen next scares me more.
Their rowdy laughters came into a halt when someone spoke, “What you are doing right now isn’t pleasing me, Klyde.”
The tallest boy’s eyes went wide, “Run!” he shouted as the other three boys ran away together with him.
For a fleeting moment, I was stunned when a man suddenly appeared in front of me. My mouth parted as I blankly stared at his face while my eyes were blinking halfway.
“They’re just high school kids; have nothing to do with their own lives. Please spare them. Don’t report anything,” he said with a smile but nothing was getting inside my head.
I stared at him and saw that he was also wearing the same uniform those four boys were wearing but the only difference was, his uniform’s design wasn’t intended for high school but for college.
“Oh, you came from that school,” he uttered, in a low voice, “Anyway, I’m Jaehyun. I apologized for what those kids did to you. You seemed so shock,”
What he said made my senses to come back as soon as I shook my head. Seeing his unreached hand in front of me that I didn’t even notice earlier, for a second, I went immobile.
“A-ah, I’m Chaeyoung.” I clutched his hand, “Thank you...” I was out of words. I don’t know what to say anymore other than thank you.
“It was nothing,” he flashed a smile, a dashing one. “Nice meeting you, Chaeyoung.” he said as soon as he pocketed his both hands, showing a slight grin on his face.
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