Indescribable feelings~
The man who can't be moved~Sungjong~
So L hyung was the heir of Kim Corps? So he was the one who I am supposed to be engaged by now if he hadn’t run away from home? I think he really did love his girl.
When I saw his girl running towards him, I gave them a little privacy and went inside my house. Why does my heart hurt so much? I never liked the arrangement in the first place. Why am I like this?
~Myungsoo~
It has been another month since they found out and since I went to one of our mansions here in Korea but I still didn’t answer Nana, I just couldn’t find the feelings for her anymore. Where had I left it? I just couldn’t find it inside my heart but the surprising thing about it is I don’t feel like my heart is with me anymore. I feel so lonely, so sad, so empty. Why?
I unconsciously went back to the corner where it all started, thinking maybe I can find my heart near here, but it didn’t. I was sitting in the corner with a tuxedo, I am here to search for my lost heart but where did it go? To whom did it go? How could it leave me unnoticed, or I was just too blind thinking about Nana, that the person who has my heart unconsciously kept it?
I was thinking what I would usually do when I was here other than waiting for Nana to come by. I mean, my main purpose was to only wait, right? But what happened? Where is my heart now? Then, just like lighting, reality hit me.
Sungjong is supposed to be here with me buying me a hotdog and handing a newspaper, but where is he now?
I mean, if I have to find my heart, I should do whatever I did for the past month right? I’m making history repeat.
Maybe he’s not here because I am not too. Maybe I should knock on his door
I was arguing with myself when I realized I’m on his porch already and rang his doorbell. I was about to turn when a voice interrupted me
“Uhm…What can I help you?” the voice asked. That voice, the sweet and comforting voice who always says encouraging words to me. Why do I feel sad? Why? I couldn’t understand
I slowly turned my heels so I can face him but when I did, I can only gape. A feeling that I myself couldn’t describe. Why do I fell something, something like I missed him? Why?
“H-hi” I shuttered, I feel embarrassed and guilty for leaving him, but why? It’s not like I promised him something or we are together to make me feel this way
“Ommo~ hyung, what are you doing here?” he smiled, that smile. Why does it fascinate me too much? Why is that I just notice how his smiles were the best?
“I……..donot know why” I looked into the ground to name these feelings inside me, these feelings, that I never felt since Nana left me
“Well, since your here, why don’t you come in and have tea with me?” he smiled and stepped aside so I can come in
I gave him a small smile and went inside. Since my main goal here is to find my heart, why don’t I hang with Sungjong and maybe he’ll give me a hint where it is.
“So…..your already back on track on your family’s business?” he asked me as he sipped his tea
“Yeah……” I sipped my own cup while I was sitting comfortably on one of his single couch
He has an amazing interior design, his walls are painted with creamy white that are complementing the shape of the room, though his house was small, it gives you off the ‘home’ feel that makes you comfortable
“Who designed your house?” Since I know that he really own his place, I assume that he planned this
“Oh! This? I made it myself. Very impressive right?” he smiled broadly making his eyes squint
“Yeah, very” I replied with a smile
“But I asked help from Howon to organize and what is best, he’s an architect” he smiled and drank more tea
“Oh-h” why do I feel as if I have a burden to me? Thinking about whom Howon is, my heart seems like it's aching
“Well, I should be going now, it’s already noon, I should be at the company” I said and I left. The weird feeling is indescribable and understandable. Why does my heart ache?
Sorry for not updating sooner
Please understand that I am still 12 and I need to go to school which is giving me a really hard time
But thank you for still subscribing my story
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