Maybe a dream (RE)

The night is deep and dark

The dawn sky is deep and dark
I met him in the time between the purple-tinged nights.





The joys of life have long since disappeared
A house like a prison, where a person lived whose name I didn't even want to call because he was so bad.
In that house, where the vitality had long since been forgotten, only emptiness filled the place.

There was definitely something I liked.
A hobby that other people would laugh at as useless if they heard about it.
It was a night of staring at the sky. That's probably what it was.
The end of the day, and my only breath.

"Ah. The Big Dipper."
Stars that looked like something out of a textbook were streaming overhead.
My sky, the sky in the space where I exist is my space.
If I walk along that road, will I see the North Star?
It was dawn again.

"hello.."

The man who approached me without a sound glanced at me, greeted me, and then leaned against the rooftop wall like me.
To me, that person was just an intruder in my territory.

"who.."
I was about to continue speaking when I stopped, as if holding my breath.
The man's blood-stained clothes caught my eye.

"No, you..."

A person who was not well was staggering before my eyes.

"It's okay."

I ignored his words that it was okay, grabbed his wrist, and led him down the road to the house, turning my back on the starry sky.
Damn, this is pointless. It's like someone abandoning a puppy and then someone ends up bringing it back because they're stepping on it.
I promised myself not to do this, you idiot.








"Why are you helping me?"

"Then you just let a bloody person die?"

"..."
The sight of him sitting still and dumbfounded made me feel like a cat.
One cheek was slightly swollen as if he had been hit somewhere, and his arm was bruised and wounded, and he looked unharmed.
I saw that and frowned even though I wasn't hurt.

"Oh, what are you doing here instead of going to the hospital?"
The man chuckled at the words he blurted out while applying the medicine.

"It's okay. Really."

I was dumbfounded when I heard it.





















"Ouch... take it easy."

"Oh, you said you were fine earlier. Please don't pretend to be sick."

"I feel sick."

".......So what's your name?"

"You're suddenly avoiding the subject, it's Min Yoongi."

"How old are you?"

"Wow, you're asking my age and asking for my number right away?"

"When you're sick, you start talking nonsense..."
I was so dumbfounded that I ended up laughing.
This house, which had been gray, looked shabby. It had always been like that, but it looked even worse when this person came.

"What's your name?"

"Suddenly?"

"You were the one who asked this first."

"Nam...Hoyeon"

"How old are you?"

"18"

"Wow, it's exactly the same."
That guy, no, that kid named Min Yoongi, looked at me with tired-looking eyes.

"Where did you go to high school?"

"Songju First High School."

"I go there?.... Oh well, I guess I didn't go to school often so I might not have seen it."
They chatted with each other and put bandages on their wounds.

"It's almost over. It's late. Go home quickly."
At that moment, a shadow crossed Min Yoongi's face. It was an expression of reluctance to go back.
And then there was a brief silence.
"..Okay, I guess I'll go. Thank you."

Min Yoongi smiled faintly and left the front door. I was left alone in the space I hated. The only sound was the ticking of the clock.
After a few minutes, that dark face kept bothering me.
I stared at the door for a long time. I pondered why that sad face remained in my memory.
Was it because it looked similar to my situation?

"....Useless Nam Ho-yeon. You're crazy, you're crazy."
Why show kindness, it's useless.











I couldn't overcome that frustration in the end.
Of course, I followed Min Yoongi, who was already gone, outside. The dawn was cold.
I turned my head at the squeaking sound of the playground swing.

"Hey, you guys."

"..Aren't you going?"
Min Yoongi was there. He looked like he could collapse at the slightest touch. He seemed to be listening to music with an earphone plugged into one ear.
Min Yoongi answered me when I asked if he was not going.
"I have nowhere to go."

..it might have been sympathy
Or maybe it was pity.
My heart felt like it was about to drop. Why did that sad expression catch my eye?
I know, because they look similar.

"..Stop doing that and come in."
I brought the person I first met home.

"Wear this today. There's no one else here, so use the room over there."

"You are really really kind."

"Who was it that said there was nowhere to go outside?"

"Wow, you hit the nail on the head... It really breaks my heart."
Min Yoongi muttered and went into the inner room. He then appeared to fall asleep shortly after.

A lot of things happened suddenly.
A person entered the gray house. There is a person in this large house.





















I want to live in a gray world
I know there is no such thing as forever