I almost slipped on the muddy ground before approaching the bus stop. The rain was starting to pick up and somehow I ended up at the edge of town. 'Myungsoo's going to be mad.'
At first it was a stroll, but it turned into a journey on finding my way back home. I was never allowed to go out much therefore my sense of direction was really bad. So bad I couldn't even tell which way was North. I was always very sensitive to the sounds and smell around me, so I walked forward by following my instincts.
Suddenly, there was a high pitch ring in my ear. You know the ones you get when you are hearing noises from the other world. Well, at least that's what Myungsoo said. Yes, I don't believe his lies.
As I look up ahead, I can see this figure. It was kind of far, but obviously visible. My heart drops. My whole body freezes. An over whelming feeling rushes through me. It felt as if the whole world around me didn't exist anymore. Not the rain crashing down on me, not the cold touch of the wind, not anything. It was only me... And him.
I couldn't see him clearly, but I can tell he was in a sitting position. When the rain soaked into my clothes, that was when I realize how drenched I've gotten. I needed shelter, so it was unavoidable that I had to walk up to him. As I nervously take a step forward, my heart would beat. With each stride my knees became shakier and shakier. I kept him in my view and managed towards him. 
The soil road was starting to become more of a stream as I make my way over. He sits there, not moving or saying anything. My clothes and hair was a mess as I duck into the shelter. I probably looked like a dirty mop, considering my skirt was covered in mud.
My heart kept throbbing though. Without saying anything I awkwardly make my way to the bench he was sitting on. As soon as I glance towards his way, I can feel my face blushing. He was so gorgeous; like a real angel. And I was acting like a crazy K-pop fan girl or something. Well he was very handsome. His clothes was clean, unlike mine. He probably sat here before the downpour.  
I gently sit down at the far end of the bench and listen to the rain plunge down even harder than before. That wasn't the only thing that capture my attention. The sounds of his sighs vibrated to my ears like a hum. I wasn't look at him, but I can tell his eyes were on me. Badump.

"It's raining, yet it's still sunny. The gumiho is finally getting married..." He utters. With just that one line, my senses tensed up. What a typical thing to assumed. His voice was clear, but distant. 
I couldn't help but acknowledge all of his existence and movements. My cold hands were clasp together like a nervous wreck. I didn't have to look to see what he was doing, I can feel the warmth of his presence on this chilly summer day. Spring had just past a week ago so the weather was hectic. 
I jerk slightly as he change his sitting position. During this whole time my face continue to be flustered. I couldn't control my tugging desire to interact with him. With a dry mouth I blurted out something.

"The news said that it'll be raining like crazy for the next three days. The temperature will continue to raise though."
Shoot, that was dumb, I probably freaked him out with my live weather forecast. I lower my head. That was dumb, that was dumb, that was dumb!
He was definitely staring at me. I knew it, I can feel it! My fingers starts tangling around each other.
It became quiet, for a while actually. My poor excuse for a conversation-starter probably bored him. However, the rain never died down. So the silence was starting to eat away at me. I needed to say something and quick.

"Are you talking to me?" He asks. I slightly flinch. He beat me to it. Without looking up I swiftly nod my head several times. Well, this was, indeed, awkward. I can't stop myself from being all fidgety. He pause for a couple of more seconds before replying, "Ah, I guess you are huh? I mean... I am the only one here." He chuckles and rubs the back of his head with his hand. I smile uncontrollably. What a warm feeling he was giving off.
It went silent again. More silence killing time. I slowly look at him. He was gazing out into the opening through the glass window. His expression was isolated and melancholy. It stung my chest that he'd wear such a lonely aura, and yet I was mezmerize by his beauty. Indeed, an angel. 

"W-what are you looking at?" I softly ask. He turns to look at me, as if he'd forgotten I was here.

"Sorry, I was daydreaming... I tend to do that a lot." He chuckles. "I'm looking at the field over there, filled with such beautiful flowers. They seem as if they're happily dancing in the rain." He smiles. Yet again, a warm one. My lips unconsciously did the same. I turn forward as well.

"What kind of flowers are those?" I asks. Finally, the chat-boat was set sailing.

"They're carnations. Red carnations." He answers.

"Oh..." I'm sure it's pretty but I wasn't much of a flower girl.


"Did you know flowers expresses feelings?" He brings up. I nodded no. I mean I knew rose meant lust and passion, or something like that.
"Well, first of all carnations expresses love, fascination, and distinction; with each different color, they have own meaning..." I blush. Love? "For example, the light red represents admiration, while the dark red denotes deep love and affection. Pretty interesting huh?" I blush some more. Deep love? My rosy face is getting redder with the depth of this conversation.

"A-and the pink ones?" I turn to him.

"It means a mother's undying love..." Really?

"Hmm, then I should get my mother some pink carnations next time I see her..."  

"Well..." He starts. "Actually it's mainly meant for the tombstone decrorations, so you shouldn't give it to her." He mentions. I stop smiling and look away. My hands rub against each other again, by now it was slowly starting to warm up with all my fidgeting.

"T-then the more reason to go get some pink carnations." I whisper. He turns to me. I was starting to notice the rainfall again. It still wasn't going away.

"...Sorry..." He softly utters. My eyes were teary. Shoot! I quickly wipe them.

"It's fine! You didn't say anything wrong! I'm glad you told me that." I exhale.
"It was six years ago and around this time as well. Mother and I was in the wrong place, at the wrong time. There's was a shooting. She actually risk her herself to protect me. The pathetically useless me. I hate-"

"Everything happens for a reason." His voice pulls me back from my train of thought. Sometimes, I get so lost in my thoughts I can't seem to do anything. But does everything really happen for a reason?
"Did you know there's a tale behind carnations?" I turn back to look at him. His bright light was emitting even more this time around. I can tell he is a kind and considering man. His eyes actually looked like it had a small spark in it. He didn't look as distant as before. I redden even more. My cheeks had a mind of its own. I can't control what it does to my face. I just hope he doesn't notice me fangirling right here. 
"A long time ago, a girl was told by the gods that if she placed three carnations on her ear it will tell her fortune. If the top flower dies first, her last years of life will be difficult; if it's the middle flower, her earlier years will bring the most grief. But then worst of all, if the bottom flower dies first, the poor girl will be miserable her whole life." He said. I widen my eyes at first but burst out laughing.
"W-what so funny?"


"What kind of fortune is that? They're all bad!" I laugh. It was also funny how a guy like him would know so much about flowers, but I won't say it out loud. I glance at him again. Surprisingly, he was slightly blushing. "Heh." I smile.
This felt great. It was as if we were surrounded in our own little cocoon of raindrops and nothing was able to reach us. I never wanted the rain to end.
After that we talked for another hour. The more we talked, the more he had things to say. He was like a living encyclopedia. I learned more from him about this town in an hour, than that tour Myungsoo and I went on three days ago.
He told me some stories about how he use to go around town riding a donkey and asking girls if they wanted rides. It meant that they'd agree to be his concubine. He was very goofy as a kid and sounds very adventurous as a teen. What a old fashioned man, but it was refreshing. His presence was so secure and pleasant. I couldn't help but internally embrace this stranger.
After a informed-felt conversation, the rain was finally starting to die down. Aww...

"So... Did you just moved into town?" He finally asks me. I was actually expecting this question sooner.

"No, we're just visiting. I use to live here when I was a kid, but I'm just back for a little vacation before I go back to the city."

"Oh... Are you finished with school?" I pause.

"Yeah but... I'm on absence from exams, because I have a surgery coming up." I utter.

"Hmm..." He mumbles. He felt my intentions of not wanting to talk about it, so he didn't ask any further questions.

"How about you? Why were you sitting at this bus stop?" I, too, finally ask. He hesitated before answering.

"I was going to meet someone in the next town and I don't have a car... But I guess the rainy weather stopped the buses, since the road are too muddy to drive on. So I was stuck and then I met you!" He explains.

"I see..." Lucky! For once, I'm happy I got lost. I look up at the sky. Sadly, I was starting to feel the sunlight on my cheeks becoming stronger. The rain was really going to stop soon. I'm in some deep trouble now that I think about it. Myungsoo was probably worry sick. I'm sure he told dad I disappeared and they're both going crazy right now. But... I don't want to leave yet...

"You know..." He utters. "It was really nice talking to you... If you don't mind me asking, what's your name?" Badump. My heart thump. I nervously chuckle.

"Hehe, I don't mind! My name is-"

"TAEYEON!!!!!" Someone shout from a couple of feet away. Myungsoo?

"Oh !"I exclaim and stand up. "He found me! I'm so dead!"

"Who's that?"

"Oh he's my... Butler?" I trail off. Awkwardly enough to say, Myungsoo is actually my fiance. Yes, I'm very embarrassed. Having a fiance at the age of sixteen and in this era.

"YOU!!!!!!!!" I can hear him growling and making his way over. The slippery ground was the only thing buying me time.

"Ah, ah, hey I got to go. It was so fun talking to you..." I stutter. I tightly squeeze my hands together. "A-actually... It was so fun hearing your stories about this town... I-if-"

"TAEYEON, DON'T MOVE FROM THAT SPOT I'M COMING RIGHT NOW!!!" Myungsoo continues to scream. What are you? My mother?
I deeply inhale and turn to him.


"If you don't mind, can we meet here again tomorrow?!" I exclaim. He was silent for a bit. He tends to have this weird silent treatment for when he's surprise. I can hear Myungsoo sliding his formal shoes across the wet grass.
Please...
My heart was beating a mile per second.


"Sure." He answered after what felt like hours.

"Really?!" I squeak. Yes!
Suddenly I felt cold hands grip my wrist. "Ah! Myungsoo!"

"HOME! NOW!" He shouts and swiftly lifts me off the ground.

"M-MYUNGSOO!" I yell and look at the other guy. He was shock, too, at Myungsoo's actions. "Put me down!"

"YOUR FATHER AND I WAS WORRIED SICK!" He shoots back and exits the shelter. No! I turn around. I haven't even asked his name! He plainly smiles and waves goodbye. Again, that lonely aura surrounded him. It felt as if I've abandoned him, but it's not like we have any relationship whatsoever.
Tomorrow! I see you again tomorrow, my angel! I see you again for sure! 

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