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It was 2. years ago when you and your parents got into car crash. Everybody said that that car crash was really bad because both car was almost destroyed and no one believed that someone actually could survive in there.
But you survive. You were the only one who survived and that meant that your parents didn’t survive. But on that day you didn’t only lose your parents but also your voice. You hurt your neck really bad in that car crash but all doctors said that its because of shock and that you will be all right and that your voice will return soon but it has been almost 2. years now and it still isn’t returned.
After the car crash you lived with your grandparents. You didn’t like your grandparents because they didn’t care a less about you they really didn’t like you. So you spend as much time as you could in school with your friends but after some time they leave you too because they didn’t need a friend who couldn’t talk.
You only had left one semester in your high school so you waited until you was graduated but after that you moved away from your grandparents. Now you where living in Busan and and studying arts in Busan Arts College.
It’s been almost a year and 5. months since you started to live your life in Busan. Sometimes you go to your hometown Daegu to your parents grave or to your grandparents, you hate them but that doesn’t mean that you don’t care about them. But usually you go to your old neighbors. They are like family to you, they always are ready to welcome you home, they really care about you. They where the only ones who said that everything is okay after that car crash and they helped you start you life in Busan. They really helped you, they really cared about you, they welcomed you to the house and to the family and you always are grateful to them so you liked to visit them in surprise.
But right now you was sitting in cafe and drawing something in your sketchbook. You really liked to spend time in that cafe because it’s always peaceful and atmosfer there is always nice. Everybody in that cafe know you, and they really like that you come to the cafe so often even when you just come to draw. They were shocked when they found out they you can’t talk but they didn’t care less about it they just liked your company late at night and early in morning. You were one of those people with who could really easy to talk with.
And today you was there to take a break from your studies. You just wanted to be somewhere where you could feel like home. You didn’t like to spend time in your apartment that was 2. blocks away whom here because every time when you step in your apartment you felt loneliness and cold feeling what always was there and was waiting for you to come home.So because of that you didn’t like to spend time in your apartment.
It has been almost a 2. hours since you came to cafe and all this time you just draw something but then one of the waitress sit down next to you with hot chocolate.
“Here!” she said and gives you the cup of hot chocolate. You was surprised but happy so you took the cup of hot chocolate and nodded ‘Thanks’.”So how are you doing today?“ she asked. You put down the cup and took the sketchbook and pen and started to write.
“okay i guess… only studies isn’t going that well.” “oh.. it’s sad to hear that. But know that everything will be alright.” she said quietly. “You always say it.“ and with that you litter talk ended because she needed to go and do something.
Only when she left you finally see that in cafe is only two people, you and boy. His hair was light pink, small eyes but beautiful smile on his lips but when he smiled his eyes smelled too and that was soo cute you just wanted to go and squeeze his cheeks. He was wearing ripped black jeans and oversized black sweater. He was really handsome but this wasn’t the first time you have seen him. You don’t know for how long but you know that he has been there from the start from the first day you walked into the cafe. You remember how he looked at you when he saw you for the first time. He has always been there but you don’t know why, he always come and look at you whatever you are doing but never talk to you.
Now you were looking at him and thinking who he is and why he is here but after some time he turn his head to look at you. You were already looking at his direction and now he was looking at your direction to. 'He is so cute!’ you through and give him a smile but when he saw that you smiled to him he turned his head again to look out of window but you could see that he was blushing.
After some minutes he left. You look at the time and figured out that you should go home too because it was almost 10pm and cafe soon will be closed.
Next day you saw that boy again, again and again. That boy he is always in cafe, sometimes with friends but usually alone. He always is looking at you and no one else and that started to creep you out until one day.
It was ordinary day when you sat in cafe and draw something in your sketchbook. Usually when you come to cafe and that boy is always there but today he wasn’t. He wasn’t there. It was the first time he wasn’t there and you feel like you have lost a part of yourself. You needed to find that lost part so you started to look at your drawings in your sketchbook.
There was really many drawings of him, of your lost part. You drawend him many times but don’t know why. Maybe because he was cute, maybe because he was always there or maybe because you loved him? You didn’t know. The only one thing you know is that you always end up drawing him without any reason. He was like inspiration to draw and maybe that’s why you always end up drawing him but who knows!
You was looking at your first drawing of him. You draw it when outside was autumn. In that day he was wearing black coat, black jeans, grey sweater and scarf what was red and blue. His hair was dyed orange. He looked really tired. He almost fell asleep there but his friend came and dragged him home even when he didn’t wanted to go home. And t it’s been almost a year and half since that happen but you still remember that like it was yesterday.
You smiled to yourself remembering that moment but then you heard someone saying your name from behind so you turned around to see who was it, but when you saw who it was, you couldnt believe it becouse it was your lost part.
“Hi! Your name is Y.N, right?” he asks a litter bit shyly. But you still couldnt believe it so there was so many houghts in your mins. How did he know your name? Dose he know you? What dose he want from you? Is he someone from your hometown? You didnt even realise that you didnt answer his question until he asks again.
“Your name is Y/F/N?” you could see that he was nervous and litrer bit scard of your answer but yiu couldnt left him without answer so you nodded,yes.
When he gets your answer he sigh. “Really? You really are Y/F/N?! I cant belive that its actury you!” He seid with big smile and and almost jumped on you. You didnt even know him but it seems like he know you! But how? Who is he? “Do you remember me? Im Jimin. Park Jimin. I live here in Busan and when you come to Busan we alwaus hangaraund! Remeber?” Now he was looking at you with really hopefull eyes.
Park Jimin. How could you forgot him. He was litter sunshine everytime when you comed to Busan. But how you coulnt recognize him.