"I hope my dear Sol stays happy for a long time." -Sun jae
"I hope my dear Sun jae stays happy for a long time." -Im sol
"I hope we stay happy together for a long time." -Sun jae&Im sol
sunjae tossed and turned in bed, legs kicking at the bedsheet clinging to his body as he struggled to get comfortable.
he felt restless. somewhat breathless.
he presses a hand against his chest, right over his heart, and feels it still beating at a much faster pace than normal.
he lets out another sigh as he turns to face the window, eyes catching the raindrops pelting against the glass.
it was raining that day too.
the day he met her.
sunjae flops back onto his back, head hitting his pillow as he stares up at the ceiling.
his neighbour-
sol. lim sol.
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the reason behind the feeling in his chest — the reason behind the racing thoughts and uneven heartbeat.
he presses the heel of his hands against his eyes, trying and failing to breathe at a more normal pace in an attempt to calm his beating heart: with thoughts of their first meeting still fresh in his mind, swirling around and refusing to disappear, it was hard to control it.
the sound of the rain shower outside only made it worse — he used to hate the rain, think it a nuisance.
now it only reminded him of her — her yellow umbrella, her bright smile, her twinkling eyes- standing on her tiptoes and leaning forward as she sheltered him from the rain, fingers softly brushing against his-
no.
sunjae shakes his head, letting out a deep breath as he tries to put a stop to the thoughts showering his mind with snapshots of her.
dropping his arms back to his sides, he opens his eyes and turns his head back towards the window, staring at the downpour-
and that’s when it happens.
a soft melody starts playing in his head, a melody shortly followed by a sudden flash of a bright smile, of the colour yellow-
and then a line.
The falling rain suddenly wakes me up
I'm lost in my thoughts about you
you seep into my heart again
sunjae has never officially studied music, never professionally gotten any lessons, but music has always followed him one way or another.
something, he thinks, his mother left behind, just for him.
maybe this was how he could get this restless feeling to ease — maybe he just needed to get it out and onto paper, onto something.
swinging his legs off the bed and on to the floor, sunjae sits up and reaches out towards his desk, pulling an old notebook and pen towards him.
he stops just as pen hits paper and wonders — was she like sunshine to him? or was she like rain? a sudden unexpected shower, a surprise downpour — a gift from the heavens, as it changes everything it touches.
he taps the tip of the pen against the paper for a moment, pondering.
she was a mix of both — his very own shelter from the rain; his light in the dark — while also bringing in a new beginning, a refreshing change that shook him to his core.
in those few seconds where his gaze met her bright shimmering eyes, his entire world had shifted — as the rain crashed down around them and seeped into the cracks in the ground, she had already settled into his heart.
mind decided, he writes down the first words to what would one day be a worldwide hit, a ballad to his first and only love:
