Silence's Bus Seat
Description
"Get out of my seat."
Foreword
Silence's Bus Seat
Her name was as simple as her personality, Soon Bok. The meaning behind her name; Mild and Gentle. Her parents named her 'Mild' and 'Gentle' for a reason. That reason is pretty obvious. She was very quite and relaxed. Other babies might cry and whine during their early years, but Soon Bok didn't at all, in stead, she just had a tiny whelp to show when she was hungry or needed changing. Even when she was in her mothers womb, Soon bok showed lack of presence. She only kicked about once and her foot was never present. She was a ghost.
When she grew up, it was the same way. At age 5, one could suspect girls to be out and around, scuffling with boys and combing the hair of their dollies. Soon bok, however, wasn't like that. Sure, she'd go outside when requested by her friends, but she'd always just stand and watch while smiling, or sit back and read the age appropriate book she'd always bring along with her. This was the way of the honorable Soon Bok.
Her pre-teen years where exactly the same. While all of her friends were gossiping and drooling over boys and idols, Soon bok would simply chuckle and nod during their conversations, never paying them any serious mind. When girls would cry over the absence of gifts in their locker during valentines day, Soon Bok would forget the day even existed at all. Never the less, she was happy. Soon bok was always happy, and that is what seemed to draw her group of girlfriends to her even though she'd never have any input. Sometimes, she'd give a tad of advice when it was needed, but other than that, it was like they were talking to themselves or keeping her there so they didn't seem like loners themselves.
Soon Bok didn't mind regardless, not even in her High School years. She's always wore her same small toothless smile. She was smiling because everything was the same. Everyday the same routine. Wake up, yawn and stretch, shower and brush, change into uniform, scuffle downstairs, pet cat, eat mothers breakfast, walk to bus stop, school, friends, rushing back to bus stop, walk home. No day was different. They're was never something she couldn't predict and she loved having order. The thing she hated most in the world was surprosed, but senior year, she got the worst surprise that she'd ever expect.
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First off, I’m back from college. Secondly, I might actually finish this. I might adapt it into a webtoon. If I do, I’ll be sure to mention that.
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