MEMORY KILL

Note: I wrote this even before I thought of Hwangbo Month, so sorry that it's not entirely happy for Joongbo, but on a happier note, it is (happy) for Bri-bo.. Hehehe..

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In all his 25 years here on earth, he never knew greeting someone a simple, Hello could be so damn awkward, especially since the other person barely responded. She looked at him straight in the eyes, a mug expression overshadowed whatever emotion she hid deep inside her being.

The weight of her stare could have caused Atlas to shrug.

He dropped the hand that waved awkwardly at her to his side, feeling stupid and clumsy.

As the white walls of the room closed in on the both of the, he desperately felt the need to escape. The atmosphere between them was intense even when nothing was said, but a mere, Hello.

He stole glances at her. She seemed to be glowing today. Her rich, warm complexion and the pink tinge on her cheeks were enough to lure him back to the abyss he thought he was trapped in.

His arms fell languidly to his sides, the sudden urge to hug her was making him lose the fourth world war he blatantly caused.

He broke up with her, and with that he broke her heart when she least expected, when all the while she thought they were happy.

He could have done better, but he went on with the typical break up line, ‘It’s not you, it’s me..”, and it pissed her off so much and tore her into tiny fragments.

Now, he was wading in the familiar sea, he never should have left in the first place.

Winning back her heart, her trust, all of her was his only option and biggest challenge.

But even before he could open his mouth to ask her how she was doing, the loud ringing of her cellphone stopped his attempt.

“Yoboseyo…”, she answered, her eyes dancing and twinkling in delight.

Seeing her react that way hurt him. He used to be the only single being who had that effect on her. Now, someone else made her eyes dance and twinkle. Someone else made her blush profusely. And, that someone was not him.

“I’m coming. Wait a second!”, she excitedly turned around. The hem of her long summer dress flowed as she moved, brushing the leg of his pants lightly. She exited the small room without looking back at him, not even once.

His gaze followed her direction. He hears her amused giggles and happy clapping when she sees the person she was supposed to meet.

He peeks through the half opened door. His heart cracks ever so slowly, letting him experience the pain she might have felt the day he ended their relationship.

His heart slipped through his very hands and was sent shattering into a million pieces on the floor as he watched another man holding her tightly by the waist, kissing her tenderly on her tinted cheeks.

She rested her head on the other man’s shoulders and gave out a loud sigh, hugging back the other man.

He closed his eyes, bathing only in the purest of pain.

And as if his punishment was not enough, he hears her clearing her throat and speaking.

“Thank you, Brian-ssi. Thank you for always being there, waiting patiently by my side. Thank you for loving me so much… Let’s give it a try..”, she said, “Let’s give this a try…”

He stood there hoping he could forget. He stood there hoping to kill his memory. Perhaps without them, the pain would dissipate, disappear in thin air.