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Jaeun… She's too nice. I frowned. She can’t tell a lie, she’s too naive, too self-sacrificing…
Ever since I saw her in the bathroom stall that day, ever since I saw her wrists scarred from the coldness of this world, I knew I couldn’t let it happen again. Somi. Her gloomy hospital room, her angry words, the ever-present sense of guilt.
How can she forgive so easily? I’m not like Jaeun, a person who trusts like she's ready to be hurt. I thought people like her didn't exist. A person who always sees the kindness in everyone, despite the fact that she's a star that could only be dimmed by the polluted night sky.
But… I think I’ve changed. Because her light, no matter how rare, no matter how small, was enough to captivate me.
Why am I even thinking about this right now…? It's because--even if she's too kind for her own good, maybe…
Bang!! A sudden pound on the door as my vision started to blur at the edges. A pained scream as hot water soaked his shirt and I regained my senses. A sudden crash of plaster and the warmth of her presence.
Maybe…
“Suji, you’re a good person.”
Just maybe…
“Suji? Your hands are shaking… Are you cold?”
“Hm? No, you must be imagining things.”
...Maybe that’s why I like her so much. I thought as she slipped her hand softly into mine.