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Her memories were washed away completely but certain places around her bring back certain things she couldn't recollect so well. Sadly enough she didn't know what to do during that point on when it occurs, except to deal with it maturely and accept it with a smile on her lips. Despite her trying continuously to figure things out, herself mainly, she's grown too exhausted to care and grown up to accept her present day and upcoming future.
Even if it's unexpected as well. The small footsteps were formed on the pavement, creating a gentle rhythm. There's something bothering her, thoughts pondering in her mind continuously except this isn't the case or so she assumed. Eyeing the park right on the corner of her eye, a male on the swing. He's barely pushing, never making an effort to go into the air like most kids would do. Understandable, he seems to be a grown man anyways from first impressions despite the distance and the darkness that paints the sky.
Don't run from him.
Meeting eye to eye for a few seconds, her attention falls back to the front. Barely flinching, she felt like he was close to approaching her. Not wanting to cause any trouble for the night, her steps were still the same pace. Naeun didn't want to present herself as someone -- vulnerable anymore. Her name, it falls out of the stranger's lips and she freezes on the spot. Feet planted on the ground and she stays put, not wanting to stare just yet until they stood in front of one another. So when she takes notice of his presence over shadowing hers, the woman gazes up. "Yes, sir?" Words fell into a whisper, awaiting for a response from him now; unsure of what was going to happen but she knows, it wasn't going to end well if she tries to slither away.
There's no escaping this now.
