you’ve always been quiet. you never made yourself as known as the other kids at school. yes you had a few friends, but less than you can count on one hand. you grew in an abus!ve household, causing a habit of sleepwalking. it was often but occurred during deep times of post trauma and stress. you had a lover in high school. you’ve only ever loved him. you two sat together in class, and became close. everyone knew that he liked you. you two would always go to eat by a small noodle shop and study or play games together. now, 8 years later, you make a decent paycheck. recently, you’ve been S@‘d at your old apartment. you decided to move to another apartment with a roommate that your close friend found for you.

you walked towards the front door, only to realize it was slightly cracked open. you slowly peeked inside, with your bottle of water to attack, just in case. you looked around..silence and no one was in sight. you slowly entered and shut the door. then you heard a noise coming from one of the two bedrooms. you slowly walk towards the room, turning it open. as soon as you open it, a tall, icy man walks out, bumping straight into you. your reflex’s build up and you hit him straight across the arm. he groans and looks up at you, in shock, to see the woman he loves standing in front of him. what you don’t know is that he has loved you all these years, even after you lost contact. he never pursued anyone else or accepted even the smallest smile from any girl. your eyes flutter in shock.

INSPIRED BY: “The First Frost” (You should watch this if you like dramas!)