"I thought you were dead"
"I thought you were dead."
Naeun has a tendency to drift away from loved ones by disappearing without a goodbye. She would turn to scoop up all her belongings, place them into boxes or a bag then leave onto the plane she scheduled to go on a week beforehand. There were plenty of people she’s grown attached to, people she actually labeled as friends but the brunette left it all behind due to her reckless lifestyle. It doesn’t mean they were forgotten, perhaps they were forgetting her, she was a memory fading into the back of their mind and all they ever had with her was burned out completely.
She wouldn’t be upset nor angry, she would forget about herself as well.
Her nose was tucked in between a random page or two of a book she was reading, letting the steam hovering over the hole fade away. Not wanting to burn the tip of her tongue due to lack of patience, of course not, that’d idiotic. There’s a voice that slips into the atmosphere, almost as if it caught the woman at a good time. It’s a kind formal way of excusing herself in order to place a seat across of Naeun on the local bench. Seukhye didn’t capture a glimpse of the young woman, just the simple words crossing her ears made her feel rather uneasy. “Sorry about that, let me just-”
“Naeun?” She didn’t think twice about what she said, the name flowed out effortlessly when she recognized the young female who was gathering her things in order to provide more space for the other. A lump was in her throat, beginning to dry because she wasn’t ever expecting to come across this exact woman ever again. “I thought you were dead.”
Words weren’t flowing out, silence and it boils the tension up again. Lips parting, Naeun couldn’t process a word yet. “Well I…” Stuttering, unable to figure out a reason or two to her sudden disappearance. People created rumors about why she left, assuming it was a bad break up, being too depressed or that she disliked the area. No, none of that, she was content with how things were years ago. It’s the way she had to live her life for someone else is why she left. “I’m here. Breathing and alive.”