Neon lights flash from high above to Indie street artists singing on the ground. Observing the new crowd everyday grows as well. I tend to lose my way in with other strangers. We all have our own lives. Bumping into each other and say our "Oh excuse me" or "Sorry". It's just the decision to leave it like that and move on with our lives when we have the ability to be involved with other interesting humans. Then I spot the occasional idol trapped by the public eye. 

 

 

"Hey, watch where you're going. Hm?"

Aishh I ran into another shopaholic ahjumma. Now I can recall why I went here again. Shopping. At least not really for me. 

 

After bumping into her, I stop at a cross walk right across from the meeting place. More shoves and bumps, damn Seoul is always doing something. Might as well lose myself into some music. 

 

I start to shuffle in my pockets for earphones & plugged them to hear nostalgic song I remember practicing hours for the beginning of my career.  

 

 

after the song I start scrolling into my music library and suddenly a message notification came up from one of my favorite people Hahaha. Ye ye~ It's been awhile Jung Hwan. Oh wait he doesn't like being called that. SANDEUL! Must be nice to visit Busan with Eunji since the both of you were there. Family meeting already? Hah, the thought of that made me chuckle out loud. 

 

The blinking of the green man walking is telling me to go now. Five steps into crossing to the desired place and I can't seem to see you. You said you were there already..?

 

"Jinyoung oppa! Ugh, it took you long enough.." 

 

Without any fail, you somehow found me in this sea. I speed walked closer, you cutely jogged with such baby steps towards me. The more our distance closed in, the more visible how red your cheeks would get in the fall or your nose would be all scrunched up. The way you exhaled out your inner dragon seem to amaze you. And it was adorable when you'd randomly stop just to see it happen. Long, dark hair flowed back until the two of us physically meet. You're right in front of me now. And the back light seems to emphasize the brown of that "black" hair of yours which I can't seem to get tired of admiring. But you call it sunlight brown. Ooou fancy. Fancy as in I appreciate the masterpiece you are because you yourself is art alone. 

 

"Jinyoung, when are we going in? I want to find a new book to read!"

 

As you speak, the wind was a little rude so I had to push your hair behind your ear, revealing the legs of your glasses. You knew how much I love you with glasses although you prefer contacts. This is the real you. Sorry if my cold finger tips shock the edges of your ear. 

 

Then me being lost again in your gaze ignored the fact it's 27 degrees Fahrenheit. Something you weren't  so used to in Cali. We could've been inside hah. 

 

"It's cold! Hello Jinyoung?! Come on now.."

 

"What? I didn't hear 'oppa~!' Rude." 

 

"Ugh, seriously." And a typical two hit on the chest since that's what she can only reach. Talk about a 5'2 cutie that I can call mine. 

 

You then grab my hand intertwining it with yours pulling me in. This is the metaphorical handcuffs that keep me from being insane. Your hands. I'm being brought into the store now guided by you. And I hope you will still guide me into being a better person. When did I ever get this cheesy.. 

 

"Hey.."

 

"Mmm, what? Did you want to get coffee?"

 

"No."

 

"Then what..?" She is going to hit me again for this..

 

"난 당신을 좋아해요."

 

"I'm still practicing Korean. What?"

 

"I like you, ___."

 

"... I already know, dummy." 

 

We grew a bit bitter from the cold and walked in the store hand to hand giving me plenty of reasons on why I should keep on holding on you longer. 

 

"I.. Like you too.. Jung Jinyoung.." 

 

I hope you keep this warm embrace forever.