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— almost lovers.
at this point, after not seeing her for ten years, he couldn’t keep his eyes off of her. he inhaled slowly as he continued to look her in the eyes, hyunki giving a soft snicker as he realized the brightness of her cheeks. his hand dropped from her ear and his thumb brushed the skin of her cheek, soothingly and slowly. he didn’t know why he felt so inclined to touch her. perhaps it was to make sure she was real, and he wasn’t dreaming, or because he yearned to be this close to someone he was sure he trusted.
“perhaps they were..” he nodded once, smiling and finding himself snickering not just because her lame words but rather because mainly of her laugh itself. shaking his head again, he took her hands as she spoke and continued to give them periodical squeezes, again to make sure things were real. he wasn’t a man of many words, he never was, but with his blossom, at least he spoke. other times, when it came to others, he never spoke.
“Of course I’m still tall, and of course it’s better than yours, still!” he laughed a bit louder than before, wiggling his nose out of habit and watched as she reacted. he knew how much she loved the cherry blossoms, and how when they were in japan she hadn’t the chance to because by the time they had gotten back from school, it was too dark to go out again. he nodded once as he laughed about her reality offer, wiggling his nose and giving a single nod.
“of course we can. why would i lie to you, hana? c’mon, lets go. it’s not too far from here; walking distance, actually. let me just grab my stuff, and tell the kids i’m leaving. “ he nodded once and moved to grab his things, slipping his phone and wallet, along with his keys into his pockets, and then taking her hand. intertwining their fingers, he pulled her along out into the dance studio, where he waved to the kids and chuckled as he slipped out the side door with the woman, beginning to walk down the sidewalk with her. “how have you been, tae? “
she never minded being the one to talk. since the very beginning, she was the one to guide the conversation - taehee just needed someone who cared about all the nonsense and stumbled sentences that exited her lips. at first, she was a bit hesitant about hyunki’s silence, but not only she got used to it, he also started opening up. she remembers the time every full sentence of hyunki’s that had more than four words was a victory. taehee used to smile to herself, leaving embarrassing celebrations to be done when she was alone. some things don’t change, she can see that by the way she’s talking too much yet again.
too much silly things, apparently.
but then again, when wasn’t she silly? it’s a trait of hers that she embraced long ago. it’s funny how she can embrace things about herself and love them so much while rejecting many others. her vulnerable side, the one that acts cute and true to her feelings - the one she is showing to hyunki right now - is something that she prefers to reject. wearing your heart on the sleeve may make you feel honest, but at the same time, she feels it’s too dangerous to do so. how many people can she really trust that won’t hurt her? currently, she has miyoung. and now, she has hyunki, again. she hopes every day she’s not wrong about people she trusts, even though people betraying her trust is a normal thing. so normal, people think it’s not a big deal.
but she’s not thinking about it. not now that she found her long lost friend. besides, those people don’t deserve her thoughts. with a subtle shake of her head, her attention is completely on hyunki again.
“i don’t knowwww” she says, squeezing his hands. “you’re busy. i don’t know.” she anxiously lets out. taehee nods excitedly while hyunki gets his things. the smile on her face can’t be controlled and her eyes would sparkle. she really, really loved cherry blossoms. and she really liked hyunki, so it’s the perfect scenario. when they leave hyunki’s office, the blonde girl offers the employees a short bow before they’re out of the door. she takes his hand happily, squeezing it as a sign of how excited she is. “me?” she echoes, looking back at him. taehee thinks about it for a while. “i guess i’m fine. i graduated last year. also, i got a job as a dj at the radio.” she pauses. “that’s why i came to the studio!” a grin is on her face. “but i’m okay. i don’t move around anymore. my mom does, but i stay here” she’s satisfied to say such thing after so many years of going around. “what about you, kuma?”
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— almost lovers.
it had been so long since the last time he had actually ever hugged someone for this long before - all the other times, he felt much too awkward within the situation - but this time, he had no problem with it. he missed the feeling of warmth of someone he trusted - even if it was 10 years ago. his mind flashed back to the day he confessed to her - when she left him. he thought it had been for good. he wanted to say goodbye, because he felt as if she, like everyone else, would never see him again. but he was glad now that he did not.
the words that he had received back made his upturned lips part to expose his pearly white teeth in a dorky grin, squeezing her one last time before he could feel her pull way to cup his face, feeling his cheeks burning ever so slightly as it was the first time he had felt this close to someone. “well, only for you, hana.” he cooed, chuckling lowly and glancing down at her, his hands now resting comfortably on her hips.
the taller took a deep breath, chuckling as he heard her whispers, shaking his head and lifting a hand to brush hair from her eyes and tuck it behind her ear, his voice low as he spoke in return. “you know… one of the reasons why i came here was because when i checked this place out at night, the stars reminded of you. like they were calling me here in your voice - it was weird. jeez, you’re just as short and cute as i remember. “ he chuckled and nodded once, slowly moving to take her hands from his face and give each of them a soft squeeze, tilting his head and looking her in the eyes, whispering with a charming grin.
“let’s go to the cherry blossom lanes. right now. it’s beautiful around this time. ”
a proud grin was on her lips when he spoke. she had a second best syndrome. she feels like nobody puts her in first place - and that’s precisely why she started doing so. if no one else was going to care about her well-being, at least she should do it. so when hyunki implied that it is something hers and only hers, she can’t help but smile. a part of her says there’s not reason for her to feel so happy about it. instead of trying to control her smile or the blush that creeps up her cheeks, taehee decides to ignore that annoying part of her.
the pink that colored her cheeks only grows stronger as hyunki continues on talking. she liked strobe for the stars, too. they brought her a great comfort. taehee knew this was the place for her when sitting to admire the stars. before that, she rarely saw stars - her mother isn’t really fond of small towns.
“maybe they were!” she says. “maybe that night i was telling the stars i wished to see you again” she completes and then starts laughing. “i’m sorry, this was kinda lame, yeah?” taehee shakes her head. usually, her walls are never down. but this is hyunki. she shouldn’t fear. “hey!” she cries but a chuckle follows. “you’re still... tall” and handsome, she wants to say, but it doesn’t leave her lips. “i bet your japanese is still better than mine” she nods and stops talking when meeting his gaze.
his next words make her chin fall and her mouth assumes the shape of an “o”. taehee is completely obsessed with cherry blossoms. her mother always tells her a different story as to who her father was, but the only constant thing was that he wanted taehee to be called sakura. so, since she was a child, she collected items that were cherry blossom themed and she even demanded to have a cherry blossom wallpaper no matter where they moved to.
“seriously?” she asks in a high pitched tone. taehee clears her throat before going on. “really? can we? can we really?” she repeats and starts jumping excitedly as the child she is. “kuma, you’re not kidding, right? can we really go?”
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— almost lovers.
it had been a long day. a boring one at that. he was supposed to be teaching a class for hip hop today, but it was cancelled due to something that had popped up, so his choreography had been wasted yet again. much too disappointed to truly do anything, the male was sitting back at his office desk playing some solitaire on his computer, the song i don’t mind by usher playing in the background. the song was blaring at full volume, mainly because his office was sound proof, as all of the rooms were. he sang to himself to the chorus, his head nodding to each beat as he dragged and dropped cards through the pixels of his screen.
just a few cards left in his game, he received a call from the front desk proceeding to tell him that he had a visitor, and with that, he groaned lowly and ran a hand through his brown locks, turning down his music and continuing to play despite the visitor he was to see. upon hering the knock, he voiced outward to allow her in, speaking simply “come in”, continuing his game quickly. he rose an eyebrow when he heard her voice beginning to break the surface, so he quickly turned off his music - the voice was so familiar. he felt his heart clench just a little, almost an ache of some sort, for a reason unknown to him.
and then he saw her.
he felt his breath escape him all at once, along with the ability to say anything. those eyes, and that voice, and that smile, and that laugh - the one he knew that he wouldn’t ever see again. before he could even figure out if this was a dream or not, he was already hugging her, tightly wrapping his arms her. there was a much larger height difference, so this time it was his arms wrapped around her shoulders, pulling her close to his firm, muscular stature, inhaling slowly, as he had forgotten to do so for the past few moments. he pulled away slightly to look down at her, and then again pulled her closer, but pressed his lips to her forehead, smiling softly against her skin. pulling away, he looked down at her, whispering softly in his much deeper, raspier voice.
“i missed you, hana.”
while her most sincere laugh falls from her lips, she seems to lose the notion that they’re not fourteen anymore. for those moments she was on her toes so she could wrap her arms around his neck, it seemed like they have gone back to their little neighborhood in japan. the ten years that separated them seemed to have vanished much like the space between their bodies. but reality soon sinks in because hyunki got taller - while taehee barely grew up since that time - and the arms that held her were stronger now. they were different people, now. taehee should know this, however she clings to that image from the past. her best friend and her first love.
he pulls away but taehee smile doesn’t die. those who got to know the real taehee know of her beliefs. even though she maintains it as a secret, she does believe in fate. however, she doesn’t believe in blind fate - she believes that each choice gives her a lot of different fates. despite the way they had to part ways, taehee always believed deep in her soul that her choices would make her cross paths with hyunki again. wouldn’t it be too cruel to find such amazing friendship and lose it forever? she is happy to know that she wasn’t wrong for believing. she wasn’t wrong for seeing “see you” instead of “goodbye” that day.
her eyelids flutter closed when he approaches to kiss her forehead and she sighs happily. that gesture of him sometimes made her angry - he used to do that when she was being a softie. right now, she doesn’t mind. she welcomes the lovely gesture with a smile. “i missed you too, kuma” taehee's sincere look meet his and a chuckle escapes her lips because there they are, ten years older, and calling each other by pet names. and oh, how she missed him! every now and then her mind would wander towards him, because hyunki always knew how to make her feel better. “so you still do that, huh?” taehee asks, referring to the kiss.
she takes her hands to his face, palms resting on his cheeks while she looks up. “i can’t believe you’re here! i can’t believe i found you” she realizes she’s still whispering, just as if talking in her normal tone would break the magic of this moment. “i’m... i’m so happy to see you again”
— almost lovers.
“i love you, jang taehee!”
the car shakes when her mother starts it and taehee shakes, too. she closes her eyes and tries for once to forget that she’s once again leaving towards an unknown future. how many times did she move? how many cities did she leave behind already? and how many others will she leave behind? taehee truly loves her mother - she’s strong and tries her best to make taehee happy, too - however, the small girl saw herself resenting her mother that time. they were completely fine just where they were. for once, taehee had a friend. for once she has a very special person who makes her days feel less lonely. but that is unimportant to her mother. no matter how many times taehee cried and begged for her mother to change her mind, she didn’t.
so when the tears fell from her eyes, she mistook them for tears of anger. taehee stopped crying when moving a long time ago, but she couldn’t help it this time. thinking about how hyunki just made everything worse. it pains to her chest to think about his silence and how none of them could look into each other’s eyes. she has a sudden urge to tell her mother to stop the car. taehee wants to go back and hug him again. apologize for leaving so suddenly when he needs her. tell him everything her fears made her avoid. and then she hears it.
for a second, she wonders if her ears aren’t deceiving her. but taehee is sure she heard it - and the look on her mother’s face gives it away. hyunki did it. he said he loved her. a sob escapes her lips because they could’ve had so much. not for long, but even so - they could’ve had something. taehee wouldn’t have worried about hiding these feelings for all that time. a sobs escapes her lips and, even though she had too much to say, she says too little. in a hurry, the young girl rolls down the window of the car and puts her crying face in hyunki’s sight.
“STUPID!”
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( early 2015 )
“hi, can i see the owner?” she asks with a smile. taehee has been working in the radio for a while and even though she doubts many people listen to her - at least during the beginning of her shift - she thinks that talking to someone who understood of music could help her. taehee has some ideas but she has no knowledge to actually put that in practice. so who’s better than the owner of the new music studio? news flies in little towns such as strobe and taehee grew curious. supposedly, the owner was a young and very handsome man. people said he seems a bit distant, but taehee thinks it’s because he’s in a completely strange town. she used to be distant when she wouldn’t stop moving around.
the person in the front desk took her to the back of the studio where a room awaited her. she thanks the employee and proceeds to knock on the door. even though the employee probably warned the man that he was receiving a guest, taehee doesn’t wish to be rude. the voice she hears that invites her in makes her furrow her brows. she’s sure to have heard that voice before. her heart starts racing but she’s not sure as to why. she shakes her head, and finally goes in. she can’t see his face at first because of his computer, so she clears her throat and introduces herself.
“hello, i’m jang tae.. hee...” her eyes grow wide and the words die on her lips as soon as the owner of the studio gets up. it’s him. kuma. hyunki. sure, he’s different - he’s no longer fourteen anymore - but she’s sure it’s him. and the same spark of recognition was on his eyes when he looked back to her. suddenly, taehee lost the ability of form coherent sentences. she then realizes she doesn’t even know what she should say. so she doesn’t say anything. rather, taehee quickly closes the distance between them and squeezes him in a hug. and then she laughs. because she’s so happy. she never thought she’d see him again, but he’s here. with her. again.
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— traditions.
she has a headache. what was that thing that is supposedly good for headaches? like, natural medicine. taehee nods no herself. yes, this time is official. she’s leaving behind all the industrialized goodness and the foul company that... that made pills. they are no good for your body. natural things are. like...
she opens the little door of her kitchen’s counter and then looks to her fridge.
like nothing she had at home.
taehee sighs and takes some money. it doesn’t take a lot of time for her to arrive to the department store. the fruits section is a place she visits regularly. she likes to see, touch and smell fruits, but usually she doesn’t take them home. once in every two or three weeks she comes there and takes three bags of fruits and vegetables. she spends half of a week eating healthy like she said she would do and for the rest of the weeks until the moment to go there again arrives, it stays there rotting until taehee is too embarrassed to keep them. but this time, she thinks to herself, this time it will be different. she wouldn’t let them rot anymore! no, she is definitely going to do this, this time.
“hi!” taehee says, smiling. she hopes the guy doesn’t recognize her. well, she was blonde the last time she came and now she has pink hair, so maybe that will confuse him. “what fruits do you, um, recommend?”
— pink fever.
“miyoung-ah!” the short woman flies through her apartment door. her hair was still humid because god knows taehee isn’t the most patient of them all. looking at her blonde strands some days ago, she thought some kind of change would be nice. taehee always wanted to try different hair colors, however, she never had such chance when she was younger, and by the time she grew older, she thought pink hair wouldn’t be appropriate for her age. but then again, when something about her life seemed appropriate? her mother wasn’t a great example and taehee’s temper isn’t something people appreaciate. so she put aside whatever people could say and bought everything she needed to dye her hair pink.
and because it was pink, taehee wanted it to be a surprise to her best friend. and that’s why the shortie stands in front of her neighbor’s door with an excited smile on her lips. she doesn’t know if miyoung was home or not, but she wishes she is. of course, taehee could always send the younger - who’s obsessed with pink - a picture of her brand new hair color, but what’s the fun in that? taehee wouldn’t be able to see her reaction and how she would smile with her eyes. when the door is being opened, taehee quickly put her hands over miyoung’s eyes, laughing. “let’s go inside! i have a surprise, don’t peek” she says and when they arrived to miyoung’s living room, taehee uncovers her eyes and holds her own hair up, showing off the pink and blonde strands. “ta-da!”
— almost lovers.
(backtracked to 2004)
“we’re leaving”
the young girl doesn’t look the only friend she has in the eye. rather, she looks down - to some place that wouldn’t hold her attention at all in other situations. what she hates more is there. goodbyes. to a fourteen year old who moves at least twice every year, you would say she’s used to it. but taehee is not. every goodbye is painful and sometimes she would nourish the idea of leaving without a word - or maybe she would leave behind a sole letter, much like mr. darcy did when he left rosings park. there was a clear explanation, but the goodbye never met the eyes. except that she just couldn’t do such thing to hyunki.
“let’s not say goodbye, though” she completes, nodding. hyunki is her only friend - and that’s precisely why the feelings she has for him are turbulent. when everyone turned her back to her, even her mother who was busy taking care of her brand new boyfriend, he came to her and became her friend. she appreciated that. and that’s why she couldn’t be hyunki’s mr. darcy. “uh, thank you. like, very much. my japanese is better because of you!” she chuckles nervously and hits his arm lightly. “i really li... i mean, um, you’re really important to me. thank you for being my friend” she finishes awkwardly and her arms wrap around his neck. the hug probably lasts long than it should, but taehee refused to say goodbye. “um, i need to go. mom’s growing impatient.” the girl lets go of him and flashes him a last smile before racing towards the car where her mother waited for her. “see ya!”
she would not say goodbye.
taehee gets in the car and sits on the back seat. her mother looks at her with eyebrows up because taehee would only sit there when she was upset about something. the woman sighs and fixes the rear mirror. “sweetie” her mother calls taehee and even though the young girl doesn’t look back at her, her mother knows she’s listening. “there are nice boys everywhere. let’s go in another adventure, huh? i bet we can find a nice boy for both you and me”
taehee rolls her eyes and looks back. normally she would make an acid remark, but she wasn’t feeling like it right now.
“let’s just go, mom”
––✱ festival { sj+jt }
Lanterns all along the Stargazer Park made the night as bright as the day. Seiji walked down the path with a ramune in one hand and a grilled squid in a stick in his other. His friends from the building he lived with had separated ways just a few hours ago, when the sun had still been up in the sky. He looked around as he hummed a song he had taken a liking to. It’s nice to see the town so lively. Children were running around everywhere laughing as they ate some cotton candies and candied apples as their parents tried to keep their eyes on them. Friends were crowding together sharing jokes and playing the games that had been provided – he saw the boys he’d been friends with on the shooting range and waved at them, stopping to chat for a while before he walked off again. Before long, he found himself in front of the Kikuya Shrine. How odd. During normal days, he’d be grateful for a little noise and clamor – signs of life. But now, where noises and laughters and squeals were everything that filled his ears, he subconsciously fled the scene. He laughed to himself as he took a sig off the ramune, the sweetness washing off the savory taste of the grilled squid. He seated himself on the stairs of the shrine when he noticed a silhouette on top of the stairs. His eyebrows shot up as he cocked his head to the side. He hadn’t expect anyone else to be seeking some quiet. And they didn’t look like an elderly as well, what with their back straight as a rod. “Uhhh–– Hi? Festival’s too loud for you”
she doesn’t know why she is there. sure, taehee thought to herself that she deserved some quality time alone. being alone isn’t something taehee fears. rather, she longs for it, sometimes. she is, indeed, an outgoing person. she loves to loud talk and loud laughters, but sometimes, all she wants is to sit by herself and be alone. sometimes it’s nice to have no other company than her own thoughts. that is - when those thoughts aren’t poisonous.
the festival brings both good and bad memories for her. nine years ago, when her mother brought her to strobe city, taehee wasn’t really convinced by the town. it was just a small town - there was nothing special about it. but her mother, as enthusiastic as she can be when she finds a new love, said that she absolutely needed to see the festival - that taehee would surely fall in love with the city as soon as she would see the charms of a small town festival. it worked. taehee was indeed charmed by the festival and by the town itself. and that’s why she stayed. her mother went in other adventures of hers, but taehee always dreamed about staying still.
thoughts about her rough relationship and other memories drives her away from the crowd. suddenly, being alone in the middle of so many people - people who yelled and laughed - makes her uncomfortable. the pink haired woman takes a cotton candy to match her hair and rests her back against one of the pillars of the shrine. she’s startled by the voice - although it sounds familiar - and turns around.
“hi” she says, nodding. “yeah, it is” taehee agrees, though she doesn’t put much thought to it. “i guess it’s the same for you” she smiles, taking a piece of cotton candy to her mouth. “cotton candy?”
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