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You were my first.
At everything. At this whirlwind of a game.I’m sure of it.
I'm sorry how it ended.
We were really happy, weren’t we?
I don’t remember a dull day, a sad day, or even a bad day with you.
My sun, that’s what I ended up calling you, because you are. You were confused at first, saying how you were always “Shooting star Yoosung!”
“Stars are far off suns, Yoosung!” I had retaliated, not having thought through the sudden new nickname. “And- and I’m so close to my star that he is my sun now!”
Oh jeez that’s so cheesy.
You got really red, and I burst out laughing at your reaction. You retaliated by going and taking me up in your arms peppering me with kisses and practically shouting about how sappy and cheesy I am, and how much you love me.
I love you too.
I am always so proud of you- I was always so proud of you and everything you did. You would always- you always say how everything you do, you do for me. But I know it’s for you yourself too; but I still told you that you had to do things for yourself and not just for me all the time. You’d shrug and say that I wasn’t ever going to leave so you could always do everything for me.
I never did want to leave.
It was utterly terrible wasn’t it?
I just said there were never any bad days with you- but I was alone that day. You were very busy at the office and I was making my way over to see you.
Already dark, already late, it was raining like hell, I had been nearby and didn’t mind walking.
I was really missing you.
I really miss you.
…
You cried a lot when they told you. I don’t blame you-
“Threw herself off the bridge.” they had said, bluntly. How rude and inconsiderate of them, don’t you think? Just dropping a bomb like that?!
Killed myself?
Never! Not- not while I had you!
I was just going crossing the bridge like I always did. Cars were passing by too quickly- if there were any, I had only seen two. Everyone was inside because of the rain, I wanted to be too.
I saw someone coming up from the other side, and I shifted over more to the right, more towards the edge. Don’t want to be rude, y’know.
They stopped me when we crossed paths.
I don’t want to be rude.
They ask for the time.
I tell them.
They ask where a pretty lady is off to.
I laugh politely, “Home.” I lie. “I have a puppy waiting for me.” Please leave me alone.
“What a shame.” I feel a hand on my shoulder.
I don’t have time to scream- I don’t have time to react. I’m already falling down.
… I’ve already fallen.
I’ve already hit the water, although- I didn’t know water could feel just like concrete.
I don’t feel the water. I don’t feel anything.
…Maybe it was for the better I couldn’t.
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God, this was just like Rika, wasn’t it?