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◢wyxjaewon x @sehwa-wy◣
▷ ► ► ▷It’s a hot summer day and classes for the new semester were just about to start which meant the park would be fairly empty of anyone walking or playing around. Jaewon picked up one of his newer cameras that he recently bought, deciding that it’s about time to finally learn how to use it. He left his apartment in Songcheon and began walking towards the direction of Pyongju Park. Jaewon felt the most at ease whenever he visited this park and it was for one specific reason, it was the place he met his first and only love.
It’s been five years since that day. Jaewon didn’t know where she went or why she left, but it’s been five years on this day where he last saw the only person who made his heartbeat a very specific way. Every day he wondered what did he do wrong, what went wrong. He blamed himself even though he knew he wasn’t in the wrong. He doesn’t hate her, even after all these years of confusion he couldn’t find it in him to ever blame her. After all, he loved her.
It didn’t take him long to reach his destination. Today he felt in a particularly good mood. He wasn’t sure why, maybe because he knew the park wouldn’t be as packed as it usually is. Jaewon considered himself an amateur at taking photos, so he always felt a slight bit embarrassment whenever someone cause him with a camera in his hand. He decided to take a stroll through the path way that was lined with trees. His camera strap hanging over his shoulders, letting the light summer winds brush along his cheeks. Jaewon always liked getting the feel of nature before taking photos, so this was a normal routine for him. It was a little trick he learned from his dad before he passed away.
When he made it to around the middle of the pathway, he noticed a bird land on a branch on the tree off to the side. He lifted up his camera and pointed towards the direction, but right as he was about to snap a photo the animal had flown off. Jaewon clicked his tongue, feeling disappointed in the lost opportunity. He shrugged off the feeling, continuing his walk but looking down at his camera’s screen so that he could fix the settings on it. He was so lost into fixing his device, he didn’t realize he had strayed off from the middle of the pathway. It wasn’t until he accidentally tripped over someones foot where he looked up in a panic state. “I’m so sorry — “ His voice trailed off from his sentence as he stared the the familiar face. It was her. The woman he hadn’t heard from or seen in the last fives years. “Sehwa...” His quiet whisper blending in with the faint sound of tree leaves rustling when the wind blew.









