RING MY BELL'S
15. Spring Day
"How many longings should fall like snow?"
Spring Day - BTS
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The sakura cluster had left its stalk, with its beautiful petals falling into disarray under it, in opposition to the heavy sounding roar of breath. The sound of shoe treads also has a role in cooling the roof sound of driving machines and horn screeches into a unity that can not be separated from the metropolitan bustle.
Jun seemed breathless to feel the burning sensation from inside his body—the side effect of his legs being used to run to the extent where his goal was achieved.
His sturdy arm with a waist— rested for a moment. Hoping to eliminate all sweat that disrespectful, also expect the pounding pump his life immediately reflect when the two round iris stop at the girl across there.
At a crossroads, Jun who was standing with his valiant charm, managed to observe the existence of a human who was none other than one who was greatly missed by his heart.
Bella´s. She's the lucky girl.
The corner in Jun feels exactly the same as what he felt a few years ago—feel hate but not dismiss if he wants a warm hug from Bella.
What is it with me?—what Jun still hasn't completely forgotten the girl who triumphed at the destruction of the life she lived?—No! Not the miss I felt! Except the hate I could never let go of seeing that girl.
Right, like that.
Remember Jun! You no longer love her, only hatred is left in your life for that girl. Yes, like that! Never say love to that girl! He has no right to get a sincere and holy feeling from you! Again.
But why Jun felt the pain of summarizing the whole body seemed unable to achieve freedom in expressing himself—looks pale covered in chaos that is not known with certainty by Jun.
Bella´s. The girl looked like she was looking for comfort in her netting stand on the bench. Refuting his head with the board next to him, obviously not paying attention to the number of people passing by in front of him.
Although the focus of Jun's attention, when the spotlight is fixed on a very large area implies the presence of other pain that Bella feels. His tight black jeans were torn apart by a wound to his right knee.
Must hurt!
Why did Jun's heart ache so much when he saw Bella in such a state?
Did I really forget it?—No Jun! You just didn't succeed in fooling yourself. It is too difficult for the man to include his folly in matters of romance.
The hose sekon left the clink of time, in the waiting seat of the busway Bella seemed to wriggle looking for awareness when she found out the mass vehicle had landed right in front of her. Even the blink of an eye looked at the empty seat range was almost filled with public transportation users.
As soon as the manic summarizes, Bella then turns on her understanding to immediately blend in with the insistence created at the entrance of the bus. Two seconds before Bella breaks up the crowd of would-be passengers, her two black balls put her eyes on the man at the end of the road. At first glance, Bella removes her entire mapping of Jun.
What was that?! Didn't he see me?
So what did Bella do? Ignoring Jun's existence? Or pretend you didn't see it? Jun thinks he's never done face permak. However, did Jun not look in the girl's eyes?
From Jun's point of view, Jeon's person with the slightest amount of unwillingness to take a split second glance from Bella's essence. Forcing his hazel moves to be fixed only on the girl. Even when Bella's body was blocked by the size of the bus that blocked her vision.
As Bella moves towards the empty bench next to the big window, Jun's attention doesn't want to be distracted for a second. Although when Bella sat her synthetic pads built soft, do not forget to rest her sleep on the glass connection between herself and the outside world. Returning to close his eyelids, and welcoming his exploration in the dream world.
During that time, Jun noticed every move Bella made in the distance between them. His sight was seen away, along with the more than four-wheeled vehicle was away from the circulation of the attention of Jun.
He really forgot about me.
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The fragrant grove of gochujang on the frying stove, filled the inhaling cavity of the tipsters who enjoyed their meal, as it was presented to order on the simple wooden board. Do not divert attention, when the coal briquette has reflected the smoke of pleasure for a handful of shop residents at the end of the road around the area.
The noise was busy during the day, when office workers or anyone who occupied an empty bench in the roadside shop, were in droves to give priority to snack orders. The sound of rustling produced from eating utensils that cross each other also fills the entire corner of the room, the, despite being a normal thing and reasonable in a place that is often visited by people who want to fill their empty stomach.
"Hey! At least use your free time to rest. Aren't you starting work next week? Why bother doing things that are not your obligation, huh?", a series of wise tips that come out like elders that prohibit him from doing that violates the norms that apply.
Indeed indeed. Jun was stubborn with his policies. Despite its stubborn nature, Jun is thus worthy of comparable if aligned with other workholics. Although already struggling with his work, the man who works as a doctor so often forgets his precious time to be noticed more— along with himself who is reluctant to prioritize his personal activities.
That is why, as a good and caring friend. Hyo, with her care, gave her little chance to give advice that she obviously would not have listened to, entered the right ear out the left ear, by the ungrateful man.
The person who is thrown benevolence, only pushing the angle of his ration justifies the deliberate time he decides, "You are right. But I can't keep quiet when I see hospitals lacking medical staff, can I?", Jun chimed in.
Hyo, who could no longer refute the words of her best friend, could only look at the time-clicking needle that wrapped around her left wrist, then said, "We still have a lot of time. Tell me what your problem is, I know you're hiding something from me" said girl Han.
Ever since landing his seat pad in front of the store bench, Jun had only shown a look of reluctance to follow up on the feed that felt unappealing to Jeon's personal taste.
Hyo who incidentally has understood the true ins and outs of Jun's living world, just put up a helpline does not know what to do so that the figure across the table to link all his sadness to Hyo, Hyo, the friend—at least Jun a little considered the existence of Hyo at his side.
After a long time of intertwining, Jun who became the only attention of Hyo then returned the gaze of the Han girl by stopping her chewing activity slowly, "There is nothing to worry about. I'm fine", replied Jun who again welcomed the heat from the carbohydrate mound below his net range.
"It's precisely when you say 'i'm fine', that's what Jun must question! I'm sure something's bothering you. Does it have anything to do with your departure?", Cecar Hyo whose mind is filled with question sentences that struggle irritatingly for his complicated thoughts.
All the girl needed to do at this moment, was just a 'waiting' activity'. Hyo must be extra patient if she wants a detailed explanation from a person who forces her not to make mistakes in speaking and still wait like a patient mother was full of patience in feeding the children who do not like to eat vegetables—as a nutritious side dish that healthy it will dirty his mouth or like a monster that makes it helpless if forced to eat it.
Niente. Someone who waits for the fall of durian when it is not the season. When Hyo's seconds are spent full of excitement, because Jun who did not give the opportunity for the girl to listen to every complaint.
"You don't believe me?! Am I so insignificant to your life that I have no right to know your problems, do I?!", Kalut Hyo felt disrespected by the silence of the man in front of her, "Answer I am Jun! Are you just going to be quiet like nothing's going on around you?", that Han girl started getting hooked on her own emotions.
"You know? The girl I told you about first?", Jun opened pandora.
"The girl who dumped you and married the rich man?", Korek Hyo went deeper to dig his curious hole.
An annoyed expression that patronized the surface of Hyo's face, immediately dissolved in him who listened curiously to the continuation of the information that Jeon personally held.
"The girl reappeared. No. It means I accidentally met him on the road earlier", continued Jun who was honestly reluctant to talk about his past. Again.
"He's with her husband? See her? What does that guy look like? Is handsome, like most people say?", asked Hyo repeatedly throughout his enthusiastic look.
Holy hooch! Maybe in this condition Jun is to blame, because it has given the green light for Hyo knowing her anger.
What looks more important than the feeling itself?!
"What such a thing is important to discuss?!", Jun disagreed with the question Hyo asked.
Jun was a little upset.
Hyo who realized that the situation seemed awkward when she frontally expressed her curiosity deeper, "Oh, sorry. You know, that's not what I meant. It's just—", Kikuk Hyo who is no longer speechless.
"Once you go, finish your food. After this we—"
Not yet fully rounded up the story. Jun was made to silence a thousand words, when he absorbed the vowels that echoed in his room—so familiar.
"Goo Ahjumma, Soju!" (Aibi)
What the hell is he doing here? Followed me?
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