yakult green tea
tw ! implied suicide
“hold this for me” college student!johnny said while taking out his library card from his leather-like purse. yakult green tea, you chuckle remembering this familiar scene that rolled almost two years ago, this exact same silly way.
he probably doesn’t remember you, you think to yourself. he definitely doesn’t, you confirm your inner monologue when he took the liquid back, whsipering a quick "thank you" and made his way upstairs. well, just like that, your stupid tiny college savior escaped, not remebering the big of an impact he still has on your life.
walking to the west-wing over the campus, you stumble past your friend, chaewon, clamoring about the amount of stress her professor is causing her. to be frank, what is she expecting? she is studying dentistry after all. “what’s wrong? you seem reflective” she asks with a smaller delicate voice. you stop for a second, staring to the side, not a single muscle moving, like an insignificant deer who is about to get run over by a car under the starry night. “remember the incident…” you pause, “in 2020..?” you ask unsurely. her eyes widen. of course she does. it may not be spoken about by any of your companions anymore, but they remember. they still recall stopping you from committing that deadly move on the rooftop of the library. 40.5 ft, 12.3m in other words. but they actually didn’t have go that far. you were still holding this specific stranger’s beverage two years ago. poor guy, asked a friendly-looking fellow to hold his drink for merely a second and then they walk away without returning it. your friend of five years doesn’t dare to speak further. you doubt she will. “i met the guy who talked to me approximately five minutes before almost gliding through heavens gates earlier.” you laugh abashed. she shots her gaze at you, a million question marks on her features. “i don’t think he remembers though” you continue. “ironically, he asked me to hold his bubble tea again. same order even” you chuckle.
and that’s when you realized, that someone too, was standing there up high, on the edges of that construction behind you. maybe you should’ve ran away with his cup again, perhaps he’d be looking for it instead of swaying to losing.
