Title: The Vase (Part One) | Continuation of The Window
Pairing: Byun Baekhyun & Jung Eunji [Baekji]
Written: March 30, 2014
Words: 1,037
Inspired by: Waltz in C Minor - Yiruma
Requested by: jeunjihye
Author's Note: Oh my gosh, I'm back. Sort of kind of. I just had time to squeeze this in before sleeping/randomly continuing homework and stuff. Now, you guys might hate me for ending it the way it's going to end on this part. That's why this is part one! I'm not sure how much parts there'll be, but just a fair warning: I'm intending to be deeeeeeeeeeep. Heh. Anyways, A-Pink's comeback......I love it so much! Hayoung, you're so gorgeous ;_; Everyone's gorgeous and I'm just asdfghjkl. I hope you guys enjoy this first part and hopefully this isn't too rushed or....yeah, you'll see! ^^ Thank you for all your support! ^^

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 Eunji, why do you walk through that dirty town? It’s not fit for a girl like you to walk through there. Do you know how many dangerous people there are?

Eunji hung her head down and stared at the book, a tear falling down on the page.

There is a barrier between the beautiful and the ugly.

I really thought I broke it,

But in reality, I only walked around that barrier.

I took a shortcut.

I should have tried harder…

I’m sorry, Jung Eunji.

She sat there, staring aimlessly out the window until her eye caught a male walking by. He looked peculiar as she never seen him around her area. He was simply…handsome.

The female looked back down at her book and something suddenly ran up through her veins. She placed the book on the side, stood up, and opened the window, sticking her head out. “Um, excuse me!” She hollered as the male stopped in his tracks, his head moving towards the source.

Sounds of the cars running, birds chirping, and children’s laughs resonating through the town suddenly faded, the only sound accompanying is the soft gentle wind. It was so quiet that they both thought of the exact same thing: could he/she hear my heartbeat?

After that very moment, the male cleared his throat and answered, “Yes?” His voice traveled to her ears, her heart beating even faster for some odd reason.

“I’m Jung Eunji. Um, I haven’t seen you around here before, to be honest,” She introduced herself and smiled warmly, despite the pain of Minseok still present. The male couldn’t help but chuckle and walked his way over towards the window, both of them getting a closer view of each other.

He nodded and extended his hand out, “Jung Eunji? Well, it’s nice to meet you. I’m Byun Baekhyun.” She mouthed his name and nodded as well, shaking his hand firmly.

They spent minutes talking, warming up to each other, and even exchanging numbers. It turns out that Baekhyun lives right down the street and he was exploring at the time. When their conversation concluded, Eunji sat back down and left the window open.

She returned to the book Minseok gave and turned the page, revealing a new blank white sheet staring at her. She bit on her bottom lip and reached over for a black pen, beginning to write.

Minseok-ah…Are you watching over me? I really miss you…I miss going to your home and talking to you about anything.

I miss your smile, laugh, and witty remarks. But may I ask you this one question?

Did you send Byun Baekhyun over to me?

As she wrote that line down, an even gentler wind entered, the wind brushing against her skin. This wasn’t the type where your spine shivered, but the comforting wind.

Did you know he was originally part of a low income family and suddenly his family rose to become one of the top music store owners in the city?

Minseok, you may not know it…but you’re changing this world.

No matter how little or how big.

Her lips tugged into a light smile, closing the book slowly. She stood up and walked away from the room, leaving the window open.

Little did she know, she and Baekhyun had a friendship instantly. They talked over the littlest and sometimes strangest things, but they both appreciated each other. Eunji even opened up to Baekhyun about her situation and relationship with Minseok.

“We never saw each other as boyfriend or girlfriend, but we really liked each other,” She confessed as they sat on the rooftop of Baekhyun’s house during the evening. Baekhyun nodded as he brought his knees up, his arms resting against them. “Where is Minseok now?” He asked as he turned to look at her, tears slowly forming in her eyes.

She looked down and cracked a small smile, “He’s looking over us…through that big bright moon.”

Baekhyun’s breathing stopped for a second as he looked at the full moon. That has got to be one of the brightest moons he ever saw. Just as he was about to reply back, Eunji interrupted him.

“He has this goal…this goal of bringing society as one. He hated the idea of social standards and being restricted on whom to be with. I really admired that about him—he had a cause,” She murmured. Baekhyun couldn’t help but connect towards the story. He sighed quietly and slowly wrapped an arm around her shoulders, bringing her over to let her head lay on his shoulder.

“If he can change one person’s view, he can change a million more,” He replied back softly, humming quietly to help soothe her nerves.

Eunji suddenly felt protected and safe with his arm around her. She never meant to be so close with him and garner such a wonderful friendship for these past few months. He consoled her when she needed help and was always there for her. She even returned those favors to him too.

A week after, Eunji returned from work. She entered her cozy home and walked over to the living room. Her eyes instantly caught the bouquet of flowers sitting on the small table. She slowly took her steps, her heart pounding faster with each one. A variety of daisies, sunflowers, and even roses caught her attention. She couldn’t help but let her smile stretch out widely.

Her hands were now placed on the light blue vase, picking it up ever so gently. She smelled the flowers and took in the luxurious smell, her cheeks now a rosy pink. She placed the vase back on the table and opened the window, letting the air emphasize the fragrance.

Eunji strolled upstairs to her room and hummed to herself a joyous tune.

Unfortunately, right when she left, a huge gust almost like a hurricane came in and the way she placed the vase was on the edge of the table. The vase tipped over and fell onto the floor.

Wouldn’t the vase just shatter into pieces?

No. That vase instead, cracked just a little on the top, a little water seeping through the cracks.

No one heard that sound except the air…

And that hidden moon.