Mamamoo's short story (X)

Illusion (Moon Hyeon)

If you've read this, please contact me. I don't want anything else. Please meet me.


It was under a streetlight. The winter wind blew that day, and the tips of my nose were tinged with puffiness. And then we said goodbye. I usually enjoyed the cool, refreshing breeze, but perhaps because I expected it, it felt even more harsh and painful. I knew it would end in separation, but I don't regret that past. I smiled bitterly, blew on my breath for no reason, and, with the white smoke rising, I reminisced about our brief encounter.


past

B "Wheein,"
Haha "Huh?"
B "Let's date"
Haha "Yeah"

(At that time, the face that was smiling with a strange smile seemed to indicate that the breakup was decided.)


B "Hey, shall we go see a movie?"
Haha "Yeah, okay."
ㅡㅡㅡ
B "The movie is really fun, isn't it??"
Haha "That's fun."

(I knew he didn't like that hard face and tone of voice, but I kept hitting him.)


B "Wheein, can I hold your hand??"
Haha "I'm still too embarrassed to catch it"
B "I guess so...? It's only been 3 days."

(I knew that this relationship would end soon because I didn't allow even the slightest physical contact.)


(And I saw you kissing me at the place where we said goodbye. And I ignored you.)


today

Tiring_
My phone rang, and it was Instagram. Not a like on a post, not a friend's story, but a follow request. It was Wheein's. I just felt like crying. So I just ran. I kept running. I ran until I got home, even jaywalking short crosswalks. When I got home, I wasn't crying, just empty. I couldn't believe I was running for this one person.

And then I started to have doubts. Thoughts like, "Do I want to see you again? Do I want to date you again?" filled my head.
So, I'm writing a piece titled "Illusion" on the topic of breakups. I hope that someone who simply enjoys books, even if they don't know I'm a writer, will read this and contact me.

END.

This is a bit much for a notepad, but is it a magic trick that reduces it when I copy and paste it into a fanfly?I've been writing for a few days now, but why is the amount so small...