☾ ❝Flicker.❞
{ pseudonyist }
For as long as Seulgi can remember, the hospital had been her second home. From weekend trips to see her mother at work, to more frequent visits after her parents separated, the hours there had made her comfortable enough to be completely at ease without any wish to disappear. While most people dreaded the hospital, she looked forward to making a visit there, not surprised if she ended up spending hours on end in the building. Her mother had been at the same hospital since before Seulgi was born, so it was more familiar to her than anywhere else. And even if she was busy with her own education and destiny, she always made sure to stop by once a week, at least to visit the nurses and doctors that were like a second family to her.
With her anatomy textbook tucked under her arm and a knapsack hanging from her shoulders, Seulgi entered through the automatic sliding doors at the entrance, silently brushing past people and giving quick bows of her head as she passed familiar faces that belonged to both doctors and patients. Holding the cloth bag full of food containers in her other hand, Seulgi was already heading toward the elevators, needing to get her mother’s lunch to her mother’s office before doing anything else. Seeing the sliding doors of one of the elevator cars slowly converging, she sped up, feet moving much faster into a jog. “Hold the elevator, please!” she cried out, quickly stepping before slipping in just as the doors were about to shut.
Seulgi stopped short, just before hitting the back of the elevator car; she let out a sigh of relief, turning to face the only other person in the elevator to thank them. Just as her eyes met the young man’s profile, Seulgi was suddenly transported from the present day, mind filling with flickering images and memories of a man whose features were identical to the one standing beside her. With a gasp of surprise emitting from her lungs, the bag and book fell from Seulgi’s hands, hitting the floor of the elevator with a clatter as she stared with wide eyes. “...Y-You-” Stammering, she stepped forward, trying to get a good look at the man. “Who are you?”
