Capítulo 2: The Unexpected Acquaintance
"Magic shop wants to connect with you."
Umm....a person named Magic shop? My eyes are locked in my phone screen. Since the day that Dia installed this weird yet addictive application on my phone I can't even rest in peace. My phone is giving notification tune every now and then. Why all of a sudden everyone from other countries want to connect with me? I'm not even looking that attractive in my profile picture.
The unusual name has caught my attention. I click on the notification.There are two hands holding white lily petals in the profile picture and not any person. The ethnicity is Korean. Which attracted me the most is the bio.
'' Maybe I, I can never fly
I can't fly like the flower petals over there
Or as though I have wings
Maybe I, I can't touch the sky
Still, I want to stretch my hand out
I want to run, just a bit more.''
This is so damn beautiful! What do those white lily petals mean? I hurriedly search Google.
'' Historically, white lilies are said to symbolize purity, divinity and innocence, but most importantly, lilies also stand for youth and rebirth. Sometimes, they are used at funerals to represent the purification of the departed soul.''
Has he lost someone recently? Or is it just some lines written by him or someone else? I click on 'Accept'.
I waited for some moments to see whether magic shop greets me or not. He didn't. Several moments later I got busy with other works that I forgot about it. I cleaned the room, organised my wardrobe and in between that contemplated whether I'm really moving on or not.
"You've got a new message."
I was watching 'A walk to remember' while grabbing tissues in my one hand and tugging the pillow under my chest by another hand. I felt my phone vibrating. I stopped the movie and opened the message.
"Ummm.....Hi....I'm Jin. Seokjin. May I say that you're beautiful?"
What????????? This guy found me beautiful???
I typed, "you're mistaken. I'm not. What are those white lilies?"
"They symbolize death and rebirth both." Jin replied.
"What is it for you?" I was curious as ever.
"I lost myself and in the process of searching for my soul again, that's a rebirth for me." Jin made me sad.
I typed hesitantly, "Can I be some help may be??"
"Come to Korea then!! We'll see." He put some wink emoticons and logged off right then after leaving me speechless.
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Seokjin has turned me into a freak within 1 month. His username totally matches his character. Magic shop! 💜
Is he some sort of magician? How can a person have control over someone else without even seeing the person or listening to the voice? I have heard of such events but have never encountered one myself.
Well, what he did? He just did. He shared his pain, his dreams, his sufferings. He has literally shared his life story of 26 years with me over the SNS inbox only.
It felt like everything was suppressed within him and I just happened to be his sandbag. I took everything in. It did hurt a lot. But I couldn't stop him and say that,
"I'm broken myself. I can't bear another bucket full of pain."
Jin is beautiful. Like I said, 'beautiful'! I never thought I'll use this adjective for a guy. He has this face that makes me forget my own pain.
His face can't hide the deep pool of sadness that is visible even in the photos that he has sent me. He has shadows of grim in his blue eyes. His coffee brown hair is always beautifully messy.
In spite of all the sadness in his face he looks like an angel made by god himself.
He looks like he can make a flower bloom.
Like he can cure a frown.
His eyes speak to me more than his words can ever say.
His lips are an oasis wanting to be explored deep within. His face reminds me of 1000 suns moulded into one as if someone has sprinkled some pixie dust on him.
His voice seems like a whistle to me. A whistle that calls me to chase him and run towards him.
His face gives me life.
He has won me over within this short period of time. And now I wish I could expect something back from him. If only he was a little bit near me. If only he was ordinary like some other guys so that I could say what I really feel about myself and him.
I know it is impossible. This distance kills me sometimes. I can't even answer myself if I really have fallen for him or not. How would I explain him about this storm that is going on in my mind? It's like there's a bucket full of water but I can't even quench my thirst just because my hands are tied.
He has got me addicted to him. I wait for his texts and his calls.
I get erratic when I can't reach him. I feel blessed when he sends me a simple 'Hi'. He provokes me unknowingly to reject everything that come in my way and embrace him. He makes me want to hold him tight and run my fingers through his messy hair and say,
"It's alright. This sadness, this sorrow, this pain, everything will pass. Just hold my hand and dream about the happy things. The stars, the moon, blooming flowers, rainbow, unicorns."
Everything that is happy and gay.
"He's the drug that I need everyday to survive.
It's addictive and I have no other medicines to get him out of my system."
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