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Am I now playing the modern version of Red Little Riding Hood?
I met a big brown wold in the middle of the forest.
No, I*m not visiting my sick grandma. I*m here for my summer vacation.
No, the big brown wolf is not going to eat me because it disappeared suddenly.
In return, I have a visitor whom I have to babysit.
A visitor that is unusual and unexpected.
"Hey, do you know you look awfully familiar?"
He just continued to stare at me with his really big eyes...The eyes...
"Your eyes are just like..."
I must have gone insane to actually think this boy resembles the wolf...
Or maybe not...Because he might be that
Am I now playing the modern version of Red Little Riding Hood?
I met a big brown wold in the middle of the forest.
No, I*m not visiting my sick grandma. I*m here for my summer vacation.
No, the big brown wolf is not going to eat me because it disappeared suddenly.
In return, I have a visitor whom I have to babysit.
A visitor that is unusual and unexpected.
"Hey, do you know you look awfully familiar?"
He just continued to stare at me with his really big eyes...The eyes...
"Your eyes are just like..."
I must have gone insane to actually think this boy resembles the wolf...
Or maybe not...Because he might be that
Foreword
Human are superficial beings, comprehending only what is on the surface.
How irony, because I am a human myself.
But animals aren*t like that right?
They may not have intelligence like humans but their loyalty, love and sincerity are far more genuiIe than humans that are supposedly be humane.
Is that why I am allured into those pair of eyes that showed only honesty?
Only now I understand, why eyes are called the wondows to the soul.
Because beneath the brown orbs, I saw emotions, something which humans, including myself seemed to have lost.
So why is that pair of soulful eyes now belong to a boy instead of that wolf I encountered with?
"What*s your name?"
-silence-
"How about calling you...Kyung Soo..."
Human are superficial beings, comprehending only what is on the surface.
How irony, because I am a human myself.
But animals aren*t like that right?
They may not have intelligence like humans but their loyalty, love and sincerity are far more genuiIe than humans that are supposedly be humane.
Is that why I am allured into those pair of eyes that showed only honesty?
Only now I understand, why eyes are called the wondows to the soul.
Because beneath the brown orbs, I saw emotions, something which humans, including myself seemed to have lost.
So why is that pair of soulful eyes now belong to a boy instead of that wolf I encountered with?
"What*s your name?"
-silence-
"How about calling you...Kyung Soo..."
Prologue
Cold is the exact word to describemyself, everything I do, act and feel is only coldness. My harsh personality that cut through the skin like the bitter cold winter, the cold heart that never melt no matter what season had come and go, my aura that emits coldness which makes me unapproachable, instead of an island, I*m an iceberg. I might be lonely but at least I am safe, no approachment means less danger I bring upon to myself, however I*m being such a hypocrite.
I pretended not to see the crack on the wall of the thick ice, I did nothing to mend that wall of ice when it started to crumble down, I actually looked forward to the world behing my melting ice, my heart was no longer numb from coldness when the first ray of sun light shone upon me. I have also forgotten that my heart was raw and defenseless, the person that broke through my barrier brought me warmness, tenderness, but also sadness and a heartbreak.
So here I am now, the tears are flowing while I am trying my might to pick up the shattered pieces of my heart. The moon that is always described as the benign one, is now mocking me with itself hanging highly, safe and sound in the dark sky, casting down pale light that makes the surrounding clearly visible, reminding me what really had happened.
Jaw snapping, low growling, high pitched howling, drippling of blood and the rush of adrenaline throughout my trembling body were nothing as long as that person is here, but why does he has to choose this moment to leave me on my own? If after all in the end, I still have to be alone then why bother to come and find me, stirring up my emotions, broke down my cold barrier, letting me exposed to the emotional world. Why did I even let my guard down?
Wiping the endless flow of salty liquid that traced down my cheeks that are stained with dried blood, I stand up, not giving in to my knees that are knocking to each other in tremble, I walk back whatever that is still left in my so called home.
Cold is the exact word to describemyself, everything I do, act and feel is only coldness. My harsh personality that cut through the skin like the bitter cold winter, the cold heart that never melt no matter what season had come and go, my aura that emits coldness which makes me unapproachable, instead of an island, I*m an iceberg. I might be lonely but at least I am safe, no approachment means less danger I bring upon to myself, however I*m being such a hypocrite.
I pretended not to see the crack on the wall of the thick ice, I did nothing to mend that wall of ice when it started to crumble down, I actually looked forward to the world behing my melting ice, my heart was no longer numb from coldness when the first ray of sun light shone upon me. I have also forgotten that my heart was raw and defenseless, the person that broke through my barrier brought me warmness, tenderness, but also sadness and a heartbreak.
So here I am now, the tears are flowing while I am trying my might to pick up the shattered pieces of my heart. The moon that is always described as the benign one, is now mocking me with itself hanging highly, safe and sound in the dark sky, casting down pale light that makes the surrounding clearly visible, reminding me what really had happened.
Jaw snapping, low growling, high pitched howling, drippling of blood and the rush of adrenaline throughout my trembling body were nothing as long as that person is here, but why does he has to choose this moment to leave me on my own? If after all in the end, I still have to be alone then why bother to come and find me, stirring up my emotions, broke down my cold barrier, letting me exposed to the emotional world. Why did I even let my guard down?
Wiping the endless flow of salty liquid that traced down my cheeks that are stained with dried blood, I stand up, not giving in to my knees that are knocking to each other in tremble, I walk back whatever that is still left in my so called home.
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