ㅤㅤㅤㅤ⠀ ꯭ ⊹ ◌ trustㅤㅤ﹒﹒﹒ㅤ⁀ episode 30 ˖࣪˖࣪ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤଘ͏͏͏ ( ^_^)ㅤ season 3ㅤ11:11ㅤ♡ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ/ WARNiNGS :: self hate, eating disorders ㅤㅤㅤㅤ\ lgbtq, deth, wpns, dr﹒nk!g +more ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ◌ The young boy stepped up the stairs. They described him as the young good looking boy in the thin black woolly jacket. As he stepped in the apartment, everyone was whispering about how handsome and young looking he was. He walked to the corridor with the pile of boxes in his hands. He was trying hard to keep his balance as his knees were shaking. The pile of boxes were too heavy for him. He held the boxes in one hand, trying to open the door. And failed, resulting in two of the boxes to fall down. He groaned, leaning down to pick them up. A young boy approached him, picking up the other boxes he put on the floor. "Do you need help?" The young boy asked, smiling. He was a tall, white skinned boy. He had dark brown hair, and chocolate brown eyes. "Oh thanks..." He smiled in reply. "What's your name?" The boy grinned. "The boy with the boxes." "I'm Yuji, Yoon Yuji." He laughed. "Ohhh Japanese!" The boy nodded. "I'm Haijing, Seo Haijing." "Good to see you." Yuji stood up, holding the boxes. "Thanks for helping." "Of course!" Haijing grinned. "By the way, we're neighbours now!! I'm living next-door. Have you also signed up in Seiji University?" "Yes I have." Yuji nodded in response. "What course?" "Chemistry." "Woah really?" Haijing crossed his arms. "Thats cool! Same, although I take biology classes sometimes. Anyways, I won't take your time. Have fun!" He waved, walking away. Yuji opened the door wider with his leg, walking in the empty room. The floor was a brown wooden floor, with white walls. It looked clean, although a little dusty. Yuji put down the boxes on the floor. He sat on the floor. He didn't care if its dusty, he was really tired. Yuji wrapped his jacket around him, and stayed like this for a minute, all wrapped up. After a few minutes he stood up and stared out of the window. Sighing, he walked to the kitchen, checking out the sink and cupboards. He walked to the bathrooms and rooms. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ◌ Hours passed, it was twelve o'clock. Yuji was done cleaning. He was also done setting up his furnitures. He was done with everything. Everything was done, so why couldn't he sleep? Was it really over, was all his sffrnng at home all done? Why did he feel bad for Jina? Why couldn't he feel relieved? Why was there a black hole in his chest that was eating his feelings? Yuji sighed, wrapping his blanket around himself. He wasn't cold, but he felt like it could help him feel asleep. He closed his eyes. But the only person he could see was his parents. The face of them were black, but he could imagine their body, cloths and hair pretty well. He thought visiting his friends at his old neighbourhood could make him feel better. He took his phone and texted them in their group chat. The group chat was a very old one, it was for the time they went to school, and got phones. [ Yuji = has anyone applied for university yet? ] [ Jihoon = why the heck are you awake. ] [ Yuji = why are you? ] [ Jihoon = ..... ] [ Seojin = I applied for a Police Academy. ] [ Daniel = I've applied for a Law School in London. I'm leaving Korea next week. ] [ Jihoon = YOU NEVER TOLD US!! ] [ Daniel = sorry I didn't have the time TT ] [ Mihao= I'm also leaving Korea two days later, I've told Seojin. I'm going to the Law School in in Holland. ] [ Yunseo = Why are you asking about university? ] [ Yuji = I thought visiting you guys in our old neighbourhood. ] [ Daniel = aw how bad I live in Gangnam. ] [ Chulseo = our old neighbourhood in Busan? ] [ Yunseo = oh good night Chulseo. ] [ Chulseo = ☹️ ] [ Jihoon = Yuji you've already found an apartment right? ] [ Yuji = yes. I've found an apartment next to my university. ] [ Seojin = Chulseo and I are going to the same university, and we're still looking for an apartment. ] [ Chulseo = were planning on moving in together. ] [ Yunseo = I can send some locations for you guys! Let me know your university, my dad knows some apartments. ] [ Yuji = Yunseo what university did you sign up? ] [ Yunseo = CHeol university. I chose to study psychology. ] [ Jihoon = I don't even know what I want to study.. ] [ Mihao = you know nothing. What are you best at? ] [ Jihoon = erm.. I dont even know. ] [ Daniel = what about history? You were really good at it in school, you always got full marks! ] [ Jihoon = what would I do with graduating from the field of history? ] [ Yuji = you can teach it in universities or schools, you're good with kids! ] [ Jihoon = you're better off being a teacher. I cant. Anyways good night! I need to go search for apartments tomorrow. ] ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ◌ Yuji walked over the puddles and into the road. The neighbourhood hadn't changed at all. Old brick buildings, small shops at the corner of the road, and most importantly, Ms.Ling's sweet potato shop.
Yuji and his other friends always bought sweet potatoes from her, even Daniel would come with them and buy some for himself and Josh, but later go back to Gangnam. Everything in the neighbourhood was the same from when they were kids. Yuji walked over to Ms.Ling's shop, leaning in. "Hello Ms.Ling." He smiled softly. Yuji had always had his soft smile, and it never changed. "Oh Yuji!!" Ms.Ling said with her gentle voice. She always treated them, and all her other costumers very well. "Here son, free!" She handed out a sweet potato. "Thanks Ms." He sat on the chair next to the Ms.Ling, eating the potato. "Ms.Ling!!" A familiar voice called. Jihoon ran to them. "Yo Yuji." He grinned. "Hello." Yuji smiled back. He would often grin and hug Jihoon, and so would he, but now that they grew older they grew more mature and quiet. Although Jihoon was still loud, he had grew mature as well. "Here! Free!" Ms.Ling smiled her granny smile. "Aw thanks Ms.Ling!" Jihoon took one and bit through it. "Ms.Ling I'm moving out to the apartment Yunseo found me, I'm moving out tomorrow." "You've all grown up." Ms.Ling grinned. Yuji looked at her soft face, picturing in his head that what would happen if his own mother was like Ms.Ling. Or Jina, what would happen if she was kinder with him? Would he have a better life? Yuji looked at the roads, fading through his thoughts, not hearing Jihoon's loud chatting. He looked at the buildings, and saw a woman looking at him. Her face was familiar. Suddenly, all his childhood memories flashed over his eyes. The woman was Jina. ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ◌