Hey...someone...just rejected me.

Someone just did NOT recognize me.

Someone even turned her back ON me.

To think someone...in South Korea...with an age such as hers not knowing me,

Is quite RARE.

I replayed the events that had taken place between me and Miss Snow Queen.

I am BEYOND just CHALLENGED now.

I'm determined to KNOW more of HER.

More about HER.

Maybe by that, one month away from Seoul2 won't be as BORING as I thought it'd be.

By the time I got myself together, I looked up to find her. Only to see how I am now left alone, sitting by myself on the bench. I sat there as if no one else had came, stayed and interacted with me for the past few minutes.

How could she slip by me so fast? She didn't even say goodbye. Or anything.

I shrugged to myself. You're just some creepy eavesdropper who caught on her singing underneath a slide. She even used violence in thoughts of you being some ert who might have malicious intentions towards her. I smirked before looking back down to the ground.

How ironic. I can't help the small sparks in me trigger to morph into a small flame, struggling to flicker with more life. I stared at the upside-down pattern of my hoodie from my line of sight.