“ Hey, that’s my umbrella! It’s got my name on it. ”
november prompt for @ssumarius
not many people gave minwoo inspiration to write about random things. sometimes, when he tried too hard, nothing would come to him and when he least expected, there was the thing or person, that would give him enough for him to write a long essay or just something short but useful.
just like the situation unfolding in front of him at the moment.
minwoo didn’t mind the rain, actually he liked it, welcomed it and had the strange idea that whenever rain was pouring, all his sins were being washed away and he could start all over; he had done that thinking a lot, if he was honest to himself.
“that’s my umbrella! it’s got my name on it!”
he heard the guy, holding a yellow umbrella with one hand, yelling at another, that seemed quite surprised with the situation and minwoo wanted to laugh because the shorter boy with the umbrella seemed really annoyed about that and minwoo started writing about him, about how the boy, who held a precious object to him, was actually willing to fight to anyone about it; short but sweet.
whenever minwoo was immersed in his own world, he never noticed what he was doing, especially when he was staring quite intensely at the guy with the umbrella, that was now walking to his direction.
it was about to get weird.
