albatross ;;

Up in the sky

I will be the bird that flies the highest

I will be the bird that flies until the end of the blue sky

I will open my wings run run run

Up in the sky

I will end up as I think

Just the way you are

albatross by bap

I sighed for the millionth time that day.

Nothing I did seemed to turn out right. I made mistake after mistake in a job that couldn't afford to have mistakes. Maybe this job wasn't meant for me, I would tell myself countlessly. However, nothing made sense. I've been studying for this job for four years now, but they never taught me how to make less mistakes at university. They only taught how to be successful. And here I was, wearing a crisp, light blue collared shirt, sitting behind a desk in front of a computer and trying to get all my work fixed and completed before the time-crunching deadline. It was frustrating, nonetheless, but I had to do it. I had to redeem myself from my mistakes so the boss wouldn't fire me. I was already getting hateful looks from my co-workers, who looked down upon someone who made mistakes. And that would be precisely me.

I was never satisfied with what I do. I always felt so locked up behind trying to not make mistakes. I wanted to become a better person.

Finally, hours passed and I completed my work. I had to recheck it multiple times to make sure I didn't make another careless mistake before I submitted my work to my boss. With a big sigh, I gathered my belongings and left the building. After finding my car and getting in, I took off.

I looked around and noticed that it was still bright outside, but the time was approaching sunset. Knowing just what I needed to release my stress, I changed my destination in my navigation system and headed towards the opposite direction to my house. Once arriving at the said destination, I found a nice parking lot before exiting the car.

I walked towards a quiet port that not many people knew about because it was hidden. The winter Busan beach was just as beautiful as I remembered it to be. I recalled the many times I came to this very port whenever I felt overwhelmed with the workload of university years back. I loosened a few buttons of my light blue collared shirt before I leaned against the railing that separated the elevated port from the deep water beneath. I looked out into the vast ocean that reflected a deep blue color. The sun was hovering just above the horizon, ready to begin descending. An aesthetic mix of orange, pink, and purple blended nicely with the light blue sky. It was nice to look at.

Suddenly, I felt a presence come besides me. I glanced over to see that he seemed around my age. Instantly, I could see the resemblance between the two of us. He had a crisp suit on, but the loosened up necktie showed that he was feeling just as uncomfortable as I was wearing this collared shirt with a pencil skirt. The way that his hand roughly messed with his perfectly styled hair confirmed my thoughts.

"Hard day at work?" I asked as I kept my gaze on the patterns in the sky.

"No kidding. Who knew this many people were unhappy with their insurance. Gosh." He let out a frustrated sigh before grazing his hand through his hair once more.

I let out a chuckle. "And who knew being an accountant would be so annoying."

The male gave his own chuckle in response.

When his chuckle died down, a comforting silence blanketed over us. Both of us were in a similar posture, leaning against the railing as we gazed at the ever setting sun.

Taking the silence as a chance, I spoke up. "Did you ever wonder what it would feel like to be free?" I asked as my eyes followed a bird flying over the sea.

"Not be trapped in a dull office, doing the same thing every single day. Looking forwards to something exciting after the deadly ten hours of work. Of course I did," the male said.

I chuckled. He voiced out my thoughts exactly. "Then why did you pick this career?"

He shruggled and turned his head to face me. "Not sure. It pays well, I guess."

I nodded and faced him. I finally got to see his deep brown eyes and found my eyes tracing the features on his face. I was too busy examining his face that I hadn't realized that he was staring right back at me.

"Like what you see?" he asked with a smirk.

I blushed and quickly averted my eyes. "Sorry."

The male let out a bright chuckle. His sides of his eyes seemed to crinkle up as the eyebags underneath his bright eyes became more defined. I couldn't help but admire his looks. He's so attractive. I blushed when I realize my thoughts. Attempting to not embarrass myself any further, I turned my whole attention to the sun, which was barely peaking out from above the horizon.

"If it makes you feel any better, I think you're pretty," the male said.

I wanted to face-palm myself. I shouldn't have looked at him too long. Now he just wants to tease me!

"Don't lie," I said, still looking at the ocean.

I felt his presence come closer as his face appeared right next to mine. Startled, I jumped a bit and turned to face him. That was a wrong move though, because now his nose was barely a few centimeters away from mine. He seemed unfazed.

"I'm serious though. You're just what I like," he said in a creepy manner.

I shivered at the thought of him potentially being a ert of some sort. Seeing my reaction, he burst