Jennie Kim 

Souls wander inside the entity called world. There are billions of them. Some wander with companions. Some are alone. Some are happy. Some are glum. Others are devastated. 

Do you believe in soulmates?
 

I do. 

And I think I found my soulmate. 
Although it's just one sided.
Sad, isn't it? 

For years, I wandered alone. Found some along the way. Thought they were the one, but turned out they weren't. They were just clad in angel's wings, but soon flew away from me. Far away where I can't reach them. 

Then again, I'm left alone. Trying to overcome life's shortcomings and obstacles.

Trying to get by. 

Trying to be strong but dying inside. Trying to show a facade that is acceptable by the society. It is standard. It is what others think is right. 

But what about my happiness?

It is what it is. 

I'm a coward. 

I can't even fight for whom I love. I just let them be gone. 

I just let them spread their wings and fly away. Fly away from me. Never even batting an eye. Not even shedding a single tear. 

But inside, I'm devastated. I am broken to the point of thinking that life doesn't matter anymore. I just want to end things here and there. Alcohol was the only friend I can count on in times like these. The devils never leave me. Intoxicate me to the point of blacking out. And for hours, I forget everything. Easing the pain that's paving my way to depravity. 

That was my way of life until one night. Someone dared approaching me. 

" it." I can't even put the key properly on the keyhole of my car. The automatic lock feature of my car suddenly couldn't function properly. And on a night like this that I can't even walk properly. Or maybe I was just too drunk. 

Then I heard footsteps coming nearer from where I was. Of course, in my drunk state, I just let it off my mind. 

"Let me do that for you." I thought that was y so I turned my head to look at the stranger who's offering help at a time like this.

I stared blankly, with furrowed eyebrows to get a clearer view of the woman standing beside me but my vision was really blurry. And I blamed it on the alcohol this time. I cursed inaudibly, which won the stranger's laugh. 

I found it strange.

Why would she laugh? 

Maybe my state of being that night was embarrassing.

How do I look? 

Why would I care?

She's just another stranger. Trying to be kind to a drunk pathetic girl like me. 

To my astonishment, she snatched the keys from my hand and shoved me a bit to the side, which I almost tumbled down. But thanks to her unimaginable strength, she grabbed my arm and held me steadily while she tried to open the door of the car using my key. 

After a while, "This isn't your car. It can't be opened using this key." she said, surprisingly keeping her cool. 

I furrowed my brows yet again. Why would she say this wasn't my car. I won't be mistaken.
"This is my car." I pointed out every word I said. 

I saw how she shook her head in disbelief. I saw her tapping my key and not so far from where we were, a car responded. She looked at me, with a victor smile and her other hand on her waist and my key on her other hand, giving it back to me. A look of i-told-you-this-isn't-your-car and I caved in immediately. There's no point in arguing and it'll only be senseless in my part. 

"Than