Jiyong’s POV

 

My everyday life. is the usual  I woke up early. 

Prepare my things for work EAT & leave the house

 walk slowly while listening to my songs.

Yes I create songs & 

I walk slowly to appreciate everything that surrounds me.

Indeed Peaceful and Quiet for it’s still early.

This is my comfort zone.

Where I believe I’m in Heaven.

 

 

Till I arrive at crowded area. I don’t like the place a lot of noise.

Annoying,

Disturbing,

Not my Zone.

Definitely not my Comfort Zone

 

 

But that day was different.

Im not in Korea . 

Im not in my hometown.

IAM NO SUPERSTAR

 

 I woke up late my body is still adjusting with differences

I have no choice where in i have to ride public transportation

THE SUBWAY !

Since I’m not really used to the crowd i hated it.

I don’t like the sound of hurrying footsteps chattering of people sounds of the children.  

Not my ZONE !

 

 It annoyed me.

 I’m irritated.

 

 So much to my surprise I saw a calming part

There she is an Angel?

Nuh !

it cant be !

she cant be or

 i wouldn’t  be able to talk to her if i approach her.

she wouldn be able to talk to others which she is currently that time.

 

I was stunned by her,

her eyes

 her smile

She’s so petite

 Fragile looking .

 

And with just looking at her  So many thoughts came to my mind .

 

 Ahh . an instant inspiration

 

With that I sat down and decided to write all the thoughts that coming I don’t mind other peple looking at me.

Then as i look around I just smile i guess this is the first time that i felt this,

 i felt the Subway.

that different subway so different from what is it used to be.

 

Feels like Heaven, yeah Sort ah coz she’s an Angel.

 

 On the following Day even though I’m not sure if I’m going to see her again

 

I decided to ride on subway.

Hoping & praying to see her again.

 

With that i question myself.

Why would i want to see her?

 Answer? She inspires me to write songs  Yeah thats it !

An inspiration .

 

 

My Prayers were answered on the next day. 

 

From then on i got to know what time she’ll arrive, which place she’ll stand & wait for the train.

 

Her everyday routine became mine also.

 

 

 

She got her favourite place where she stands I also have mine where i can see her clearly.

 

She always helps those who are in need like the oldies, without me noticing im also helping who’s in need.

 

I don’t know where she got that energy every morning. But it’s one of her charm.

 

It’s the effect of her charm. Yeah that charm Made me wrote SONGS !

 

 

 

It happens every day ill just stare at her without her knowing while jotting down things that i want to say to her with that it became a song.

I’ll wait for her to ride the subway then i can go on my day.

 

 It became a habit. Now 2 months had passed & still i enjoy & contented by looking from a far.

 

Maybe i don’t have any intention on approaching her

 

or shall i say i don’t have that confidence

coz i don’t have specific reason .

yeah she inspires me

but it’s not that easy. i don’t know.

Im just afraid.

 

Afraid to lose her

 

 

I look like a gang member with my (current style hair

 

I might scare her if i approach her

 

 

 

But the following day is different Coz that would be my last day here in this foreign country.

 

I didn’t stand on my usual spot in subway. I
 also have this new hairstyle of mine

 (well it cant be help anymore – changes is always needed in my career)

 

 I was a bit late. But one thing is I’m sure of the changes for that day.

 

My Angel looks like damsel in distress. Any moment she looks like will burst & cry.

 

That was the first time that i saw her in that situation & it’s breaking my heart. That’s also the first time that I’m not just contented with looking by just from a far.

 I want to go

closer –

 

closer –

 

closer to where she stands, hug her that’s all. This is the first time that i felt like she needs me. She needs me now! Or maybe I’m just wrong; I’m used to her smile that’s why i need it. !

 

I was about to go closer – had my first step, then second slowly... My hearts keep beating that it’ll explode any moment. My heart says Run but my mind says don’t. When i reached her back & was about to call her she’s started to walk ------ walk away from me. 

 

 

 

If only she just turned back.

 

 

 

But she didn’t

 

 

 

Maybe for me this is the last time.

 

Last time here at subway.

 

Just enough for my fantasy.

 

Enough of her smile.

 

Enough for my INSPIRATION !

 

 

Weeks had pass ! and I’m back here in Korea

 

Woke up at exactly 6:00 am with my alarm.

Prepare my things for work  EAT & leave the house.

Ride on my car  that my granddad gave since College

 

 

But the feeling was never the same.

There’s this  feeling of wanting to see her.

 

If only she turned back that day.

 

What & If words are always on my mind.

 

What if she’s here?

what if i see her here in

KOREA !

 

 yeah right  quite delusional !

 

But the feeling of stopping my car and go to SUBWAY !

 

haha (i chuckled) As if the Subway from France is connected to the Subway here in korea !

 

 

But then my heart . i don’t know what is it today ?

 

 But

I  RUN !

 

run as fast as i could just to reach the subway just on time

 

 Just on her usual time.

Well probably  delusional coz we have time differences.

But its 7am & I always see her at 7 am there !

Its still 7 ! right?

 

 

 

But !

 

I was right !

i don’t know how it happen?

BUT I WAS RIGHT ! 

 

My Heart Was Right

 

the minute i land my feet on the subway !

I felt the same !

I felt her Aura !

I felt the Calming Zone !

 

So much to my delight there’s this hurriedly footsteps that i made.

 

 Then she turned back.     ~~

 

 Back on my way. 

 

She smile that made me STOP

 

 

 

Dara ! (Voice coming from my back) ~ Then a man passes by.

 

When he reached her he immediately grab & her hand.  

 

Then they left.

 

 

 

Maybe I just waited for this scenario so i can stop.

So i can go back to my usual day before i saw her.

 

Can I really go back? 

Can I ?