#nari001

another sunday, another clandestine meeting. something that was meant to be a ‘one time thing’ half a year ago, now had a schedule by now. though alex would be lying if he didn’t admit that their encounters weren’t the highlight of his week. even if he didn’t get to spend as much time with her as he really would like. even if he so desperately wished their time together could be outside these four walls. the secrecy, the carefully calculated time and places: it was frankly eating him alive at this point. but he’d rather take this, than spend no time with her at all. wasn’t it pathetic? his first time falling this hard for someone being under these circumstances. with someone who wasn’t remotely as invested, who only saw him as a good distraction. him being a secret. should he feel used? absolutely. but he didn’t. he was just happy she wanted him in some way, even if it was just his body. despite him wanting way more than that from her. 

he usually didn’t give a shit about the awkward silence that followed after a round with someone. but with nari: it felt intimate and vulnerable. peaceful. even if he knew he’d go back to feeling like absolute shit the moment she was gone again. there were very few moments he could share with her that weren’t entirely sexual, and this was one of them: so he cherished them deeply. just holding her like this. often wondering what was on her mind, something he knew he would never be able to decode. what if she was thinking about him right now?. of course alex would be a fool to think she’d ever leave her handsome, celebrity husband and run away with a lowlife like himself. he was just a fun time. but he didn’t let those thoughts consume him, and placed a soft kiss on her shoulder instead to get back into the moment. “do you have to leave early again today, or can you stay a little longer this time?”, he softly questioned. 

"Eun Ji, are you even paying attention?"

The brunette looked up suddenly, towards the professor that was speaking to her. She nodded hastily, answering with a polite "Yes, Professor" as she did so. Of course, she really wasn't at the time, because she was too busy looking at what Nari was doing. But she couldn't tell her professor that, and there was no way that her professor would believe her anyway. Really it was just the price to pay when one has an imaginary friend.

Maybe imaginary to everyone else, but certainly not to Eun Ji.

No, she could definitely see her oldest and most dearest friend. Nari was what she was called, and honestly it was a really good name. It was short, sweet, and to the point, just like the girl whose name it belonged to. Eun Ji didn't know what she would do without Nari, for she was there with her throughout most of her life, ever since she could remember.

And now she was there again, in class with her, trying to get the answers from one of her other classmates to help her study for the upcoming exam. It never failed, and it was something that the two had done all throughout Eun Ji's school career. If there was something that she wasn't understanding quite well, no matter how much she did the homework or read from the textbook, Nari was there to help her get through it. That's how she became fluent in Japanese, even though she would never tell her parents that. And Nari was there again to help her get through this psychology class.

"If you were paying attention, then you don't mind telling me the five Freudian stages that we were just discussing." Her professor was calling her out in the middle of class, and while a part of her knew some of the answer, she still couldn't for the life of her remember the fourth stage.

"Alright." She paused, taking a deep breath. "There's the oral stage, anal stage, phallic stage, genital stage...." She veered off, waiting for a signal from Nari. She never could remember that fourth one, and hopefully she would be able to catch the signal from her best and most trusted friend to help her save face in front of the rest of the class.