I’m walking barefoot through the memories

BOM’S POV

I felt my phone vibrate inside my pocket. I fetched it and the items that I was holding from the grocery store almost fell as I read the reminder I made on my calendar.

Today is 11th of November once again. The day before Dara’s birthday. The day when THAT happened. I told myself I wouldn’t want to remember and talk about it again, but I just can’t. Because once again, she will be reminded of that day. The worst day of her life.

I came home around 6pm. I found her switching the channels of our TV while lying on the floor.

“Ssantoki-yah! I brought you something!” she immediately stood up and went towards me like a kid asking for an ice cream. “Aigoo~ here you go!”

“OMO! THANK YOU MOM!” she hugged me. I was about to hug her too but then I heard the m word.

“YAH!”

“Kidding!”

“Any news from your new customer?”

“Are you kicking me out of the house?”

“Ooh, you figured out!”

“Tsk, nope. Not yet. And I don’t wanna bother Hye Jung eonnie about it. I know she’s busy with her work and with her family.”

“But you’ve been resting for a week now! And it’s giving me headache!”

“You think I should find a new customer?”

“Maybe you should.” I finished storing the groceries.

She pouted. “Okay, I’ll tell Hye Jung eonnie about that. I’ll just call her.”

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SANDARA’S POV

Afer the third ring Hye Jung eonnie answered.

“Eonnie I would like to-“

“Is this about your new customer? He said that he will meet you now, are you free?”

Eh? “Ahm, y-yes. Where will I meet him?”

“At the Han river. 8pm.”

“Oh, okay. It’s already 7:30, I’ll be going then. Thank you, eonnie.”

“Neh~”

I hurriedly went to my room to change clothes. Woah, that was really unexpected. I almost fell on the stairs.

“Woah, where ya going?”

“I’ll just buy something.”

“What? I already bought groceries.”

“You forgot my ramen!” I crossed my fingers. I hope she will believe!

“Oh, okay. Come home quick, okay?”

“Eung. Bye!”

I arrived there at exactly 8pm. Phew! Just right on time. I look at all the people who are also there. Tsk, mostly are couples. Ack, they make me sick especially those who displays their public affection. I wonder where my customer is. Maybe he’s wearing that hood again. I must search any hooded guy then. Hmm~

I was busy searching for him when someone poked from behind. I looked at him. He’s wearing eyeglasses, beanie, and casual clothes. I blinked at him. Is he him?

“H-hi.” I nervously said.

“Hi.” And he confidently said.

“Are you-“

“Yes. I’am.”

“Oh. I’m-“

“Park Sandar