among the broken galaxies, you ran to me.
Description
she's only a girl whose wounded by those of her surroundings. her imparcial nature has enchanted through those, those who have tainted her pristine being into dented and scraped soul. there's a constant frown etched within her rosy lips and sharp features that express nothing more than short lived desires and the beauty that marks. despite that such made jung soojung become a beautiful being. someone humane enough once looked close to and makes those who looked enough with ripped jeans fall in love on a delirious state with the girl.
he's only a boy who runs through life without any strings grasping against his ankles that are on the loop called adrenaline. his heart that bumps for devotion, even if fear has impregnate on his soul that leaves him never latching his fingers with those who he caresses whispers of apologies and constant stumbles. but, that may be the reasons that makes oh sehun a legacy. someone who vowes to change through chaste intentions that interconnect with the future that wistfully says thank you. someone who is luminous.
what happens when such people who are renowed as galaxies meet through a cobwebs of dreams?
Foreword
jung soojung finds herself constantly on the seek of normality. which, she clearly has dominated since the beginning of her high school career. there’s nothing she prefers than seek for the solace of her heavy paved books. or how the lavender scented tea dives through the atmosphere that lingers serenity. or how she is falling in love with the small details that life gives her as how the sun reaches towards the darken hue that changes colors. that’s the girl who she feels there’s nobody noticing her, despite gazes are constantly on the run for her. how they try to skim through the heavy enclosed book she is that whispers nothing more truths. therefore, getting the nickname of being unreachable, ephemeral as how rarely her smile lasts or how her laughter is mellifluous but intangible. she is an unmoving shadow on the constant change within the background.
( “promise me that you won’t let me fall for the love that is destined to break.” )
oh sehun finds himself searching for more. his fingers are always on the run for new things to discover and his heart beats for every single gush of adrenaline he is able to breath. his lungs that are encaged by his rib cage are decorated with flowers that bloom with radiance. there’s nothing he loves more than letting himself wear down his leather jacket that seems patched from the distance. despite, his round glasses are clattered upon the bridge of his nose whenever he wears the ironed uniform her mother dropped sweat for. or how his attraction for heights never misses to pump him the adrenaline that nobody seemed able to possess. despite, he was wrong because unlike her, sehun was lasting. his image was imprinted among the walls, the people whose gazes are following him with admiration. he is a legacy.
( “promise me that you won’t let my hand go. don’t let it go despite the abyss calls you.” )
both are rather different from each other and such impression couldn’t be missed once their frames are placed beside each other, arms barely touching. but, as her fingers are wrapped around the tainted pages and his are on the cigarette that clings but never burns; jung soojung and oh sehun were incredibly compatible at the same time. everyone couldn’t see that, nobody could. despite that, they could. with hidden smiles and endless promises did their friendship bursted once the door of fate opened.
( “promise me that you will love yourself. promise me that you will love yourself as much as i do.” )
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