Lisa | Willing


 

You know what I hate the most? The feeling of being nervous, anxious, or maybe a little bit of both at the same time. It frees all the butterflies into my stomach and watches it swarm around till they feel the beat of my heart quicken it's pace. My palms would begin to sweat and my brain would enter an overwhelming thought process that I could never get back from. Yes, I definitely hated every moment of it.

Fortunately, the school is still in session and, not wanting to be looked at like a piece of meat again by hormonal teenagers, I decided to wait till school was over. Chaeyoung needed to leave for work, leaving me alone to which I didn't really mind. So, needing this wonderful alone time, I decided a walk in the park would suffice. I needed the air space in order for me to know if I really wanted to see Jennie again.

She was indeed my weakness back then, but was also my strength.

Looking around the park, I took in a breath and exhaled deeply before letting a small smile take over my face. I remembered this park. I looked up and admired how full the trees looked with their bright pink leaves. I use to love laying on the grass just below it and watch the leaves fall, covering the walking trails of the park.

But I suddenly felt my lips twitch as a memory of Jennie and I playing tag around that specific tree. The memory of hearing Jennie giggling as I chased her around melted my heart but this tree didn't only have that beautiful memory. Despite its beauty, the tree also lay a hideous memory.

This was also where I first caught Junhoe and Jennie kissing. She kept their relationship hidden from me for a week. I didn't know why, but now thinking back at how she new what I USE to feel for her, I guess that was her way of not hurting me. Either way,

'It was totally bull.'

I chuckled at the thought and continued walking down the covered trail. There weren't many people at the park, just a few kids and their parents filling the parks air with laughter and kids screaming in enjoyment as they played tag or hide and seek.

It was a heartwarming sight, that is until I noticed a little kid crying by himself just beyond the playground, near a pond. I furrowed my eyebrows and walked over to him. He was sitting on the ground and cradling his knee while sniffling quietly. I knelt beside him,

"Hey there, what's wrong?" I asked softly. He flinched and looked up, locking his giant brown eyes with mine. Those eyes looked slightly similar to someone I once knew. I just didn't know who. He sniffed again and wiped his tears off his cute chubby cheeks,

"I hurted my knee," he whimpered out while pointing his tiny finger at the cut on his knee. I smile sadly and sat myself beside him,

"Well, lucky for you, I have a cure," I said. He scrunched his eyebrows together and tilted his head,

"Cure?" He asked. I nodded with a teasing smirk while reaching into my purse. I'm known to be quite clumsy myself so I always prepare a mini first aid kit in my purse that consist of alcohol wipes and transformers bandaids. I opened the little case and took out the bumble bee bandaid.

"Ta-dah!" I presented him the band aid. He narrowed his eyes at it and huffed,

"That's not a cure, that's just a band-aid," he pointed out.

"Tough crowd," I muttered under my breath. I laughed lightly and shook my head before taking off the paper from the sticky side and carefully placing it on the cut,

"You're pretty smart little guy. How old are you?" I asked. He pats on the bandaid with a pleased look before meeting my eyes again.

"I'm this many," he said while showing me six of his fingers. I chuckled with a tiny gasp,

"No way! Six? You're practically an adult," I playfully pointed out. He nodded with an excited smile,

"I'm old enough to marry!"

"Well, maybe not that old," I laughed out.

"Adam!! Adam, where are you?!"

Hearing a voice screaming out a name frantically, the little boy stood up right away with widened eyes. I stood up as well and looked down at him. And seeing a growing fear in his eyes, I smiled gently and extended my hand down towards him,

"I'm guessing that's your father?" I asked. He looked down shyly and placed his tiny hand into mine,

"Yes," he said. I let out a chuckle before squeezing his hand reassuringly and leading him towards the scared parent. We silently followed the voice calling out for Adam and seeing the back of the mans head, I knelt down eye level with Adam and pointed at the man.

"Is that your dad?" I asked. Adam looked over at him and nodded with relief washing away the stress in his eyes. He let go of my hand and ran towards his dad,

"Daddy!!"

The man quickly turned around.

I gasped as I was met with another familiar face. I knew I recognized Adams eyes. It was similar to—

"Junhoe?"

He stiffened and widened his eyes for a split second before looking down at his son and sighing in relief. He knelt down and immediately picked him up and hugged him tightly,

"I was so worried! Where did you run off to?" He asked his son. Adam pulled away and faced me with a toothy smile. His smile looked extremely familiar too but I couldn't really focus when my mind was barely processing who the man was in front of me.

"I hurted my knee and that lady helped me. I'm going to marry her someday daddy," he said with a cute giggle. Junhoe raised his eyebrows and chuckled while tickling Adams stomach.

"Oh you are?" He teasingly asked. I couldn't help but