❝ Hopeless, can you hear me calling?❞
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There was something addictive about watching him as he stood there talking to the sky. Eunwol had known right from wrong, and that it was wrong to stare as she was, but she couldn’t take her eyes away. She wouldn’t have wanted to either.
Anyone who observed her in this moment must have thought of her as the typical teen girl with a crush. See it wouldn’t have easy to spot the difference between her and one of those girls. Eunwol was young, naive, and very much the type to fall endlessly in love with something she had no idea about, but it wasn’t his handsome face or perfect physique she was so enchanted with. In this moment, she found someone longing to be heard. In that fact, she was looking to herself.
There was so much emotion with that. There was so much longing to mend the pain of that type of wound and hold him away from the world, but then again, was it him she was seeing or was it herself? Eunwol’s hands were clutching the ends of her petite coat as if she was using that hold to grip her to reality. She felt that if she let go of herself, she would fly to him.
She let go. Why was she thinking that? He was indeed a stranger. She knew nothing of him or what had led him to this bridge on rooftop on this cold night, and she should keep it that way. Right? That is the right thing to do, but Eunwol was never the one to be convinced right was what she should be. Walking to him she looked up to the sky as well. “I think whatever you are calling to heard you,” she expressed shifting her gaze to him. “I think it sent me,” Eunwol suggested looking to the night again. “I’m Heo Eunwol,” she revealed.