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Roses at his doorstep everyday. Love letters and notes on every pillar outside his house. To all the treasures a person could give to this beautifully sculpted demigod. Yoo Jonghyuk was not impressed.
Being the son of the great sun god, Apollo, also meant he was the son of the greatest music god. As a son of this great deity, Yoo Jonghyuk was the most musically gifted mortal on earth. His voice could lull those who haven’t slept in centuries to slumber peacefully in just a mere second. His words could make Medusa’s stone victims weep rivers. Every sound he made blessed all beings’ ears of any species, from the nymphs to the furies in Hades and they praised him for his work. Even if it was just his breath from breathing. And he was sick of it.
Hated the attention. Hated the want. Hated the obsession they developed once they hear a single note from him. Hated all of it. And he especially hated this one suitor who had tried to pursue him in the oddest of ways.
Instead of worshipping him from afar like most of his suitors did to not disturb the beautiful Yoo Jonghyuk, this one would run straight up to Yoo Jonghyuk to just say hello and then leave right after. Yoo Jonghyuk was annoyed by this suitor’s cocky attitude every time he did converse with the strange suitor.
“Hello!”
“...”
“Don’t talk very much, do you?”
“...”
“You know not responding when a person talks to you is considered rude.”
“I have no desire to speak to you.”
“Oh wow, look at you you sunfish bastard. The first words that come out of your mouth is just to make me go away.”
“And for a rat bastard like you, you talk too much.”
“Oh please, I know you like talking to me, since I know you’re always so lonely. And I wonder why. Hmm oh that’s right, because you don’t talk to people when they speak to you first.”
‘Lonely.’ I should be the one calling him lonely since he doesn’t any friends and just reads books all day other then try to interrupt my day.
“Like you’re any better, I should be the one calling you lonely, since you don’t have any friends. All you do is try to talk to me all day.”
“Well all you do is scowl and glare at anyone who even tries to get close to you. Be lucky I’m here to be your best friend.”
“You are not a friend, and definitely not my best friend. Now leave me alone.”
“Fine.” And Yoo Jonghyuk’s strange suitor walked away.
But after that conversation Yoo Jonghyuk’s strange suitor did leave him alone, for days, maybe too many days for Yoo Jonghyuk unknowingly kept waiting for the strange suitor to show up at his door uninvited and come in without a care in the world to start a new conversation with him about a new book he would be reading at the moment.
He still hasn’t come back yet. Whatever it’s not like I’m waiting for him to come to my door and speak with me. I’ve been wanting him to stay away from me for years. And he finally did what I told him to do. But why do I feel lonely? I didn’t actually like his company, did I? No, of course not. I’m just not used to his loud presence being gone since he did always come everyday to interrupt my peace. Now that he’s gone I can finally return back to my quiet peace.
Yoo Jonghyuk wasn’t used to the silence, or as he called it “peace.” Instead it felt strange just like his suitor, but unlike the suitor it was something he’d felt was cold and strangling. It wasn’t the same warm friendliness his suitor gave off every time he saw him, or as Yoo Jonghyuk would call it the suitor’s annoying attitude.
To get away from the “peace” Yoo Jonghyuk decided to wander through the forest. What better place to not be pissed off by humans but nature itself. Every step he took critters would follow but immediately run away when they saw his intimidating glare.
Why did I think this was a good idea? I shouldn’t have left the house. Now I’m out here for no reason. And these stupid animals aren’t making the situation better.
As Yoo Jonghyuk continued to grumble he heard a faint melody from afar. Every step he took, every minute to every second, he went closer to the melody.
Why am I even following this melody. I could make a melody a million times better than this but it’s something about it is just so... tempting.
The closer Yoo Jonghyuk got the more he could hear the melody more clearly. He was getting so close he could start distinguishing a voice to this inviting melody.
Why do stars fall down from the sky
Every time you walk by?
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you
I can’t see who’s singing. I gotta get closer.
Yoo Jonghyuk kept creeping forward to see the host of this enchanting song.
On the day that you were born the angels got together
And decided to create a dream come true
So they sprinkled a little...
When Yoo Jonghyuk finally found out where the sound had came from he hid behind a tree to not disturb its flow. But what he saw awe struck him. It was the one thing Yoo Jonghyuk would have never thought it would come from. It was...
“Kim Dokja?”
Ugh, what a complete jerk! I don’t know why I waste my time to be his friend. And just because I’m alone most of the time doesn’t mean I don’t have friends. I have plenty of friends, like Han Sooyoung and Yoo Sangah and-and and... Okay maybe he’s right about me not having a lot of friends but at least I have some friends. I mean excuse me for trying to give a little excitement and amusement for your sad lonely life, it’s not my fault you have no friends. Whatever his loss. I’ll just go back home to finish the book I was reading. Let’s see him try to figure out what happens next in the story without me there tomorrow. Hmph!
Fuck I’m bored. I read all the books in my library already. How did this even happen?! Before I was only able to read at most twenty books a day, but I read through all the thousands of books in my library in just a few days.
“Kim Dokja where the fuck you at?!” a mysterious being said interrupting Kim Dokja’s thoughts.
Is that Han Sooyoung? I guess I’ll find out.
“I’m over here dumb bitch!”
“Of course you are you rat bastard” Han Sooyoung said while she walked into Kim Dokja’s personal library.
“What do you want?”
“I needed something but never mind that. Why the fuck do you look so miserable? Or more accurately why do you look more miserable than usual? What happened? Do I need to cast a curse on someone?”
“I read through all my books in my library.”
“So you’re telling me you read through all of these books. You mean all the thousands of books in this room. What the fuck, I didn’t even know that was possible.”
“Neither did I.”
“How’d you do it?”
“I don’t know. I just kept reading. Went through a reading binge without taking a break I guess.”
“Well is there anything you did differently before y’know this” Han Sooyoung made a gesture with her hand.
“The only thing that was different the last few days was that I didn’t visit that jackass, Yoo Jonghyuk.”
“Oh, that makes a lot more sense now.”
“What do you mean?”
“When you go to Yoo Jonghyuk’s place you talk your brains out to him for hours until it’s basically sunrise.”
“I don’t talk that much.”
“You do when you’re with him.”
“I only do that so he doesn’t always have to be his stupid loner self all the time.”
“Unlike you, Yoo Jonghyuk chooses to be alone Kim Dokja. The only reason you only have me and Yoo Sangah as your friends is because everyone else avoids you.”
“Damn so cold Sooyoung. Be gentle! I’m a delicate butterfly. I still have some dignity y’know.”
“You really shouldn’t when you already know you’re a rat bastard.”
“I don’t need to take this treatment in my own home. Leave. Hmph.”
“No.”
“Well fine than. I guess I’ll leave my own home. How do you feel about that Sooyoung? Don’t you feel guilty for making your own friend feel unwelcome in their own home?”
“Not really and you need the vitamin d anyway. You’re as pale as a fucking ghost. So go outside and do something, anything.”
“The audacity you have is amazing.”
“You should say the same for yourself.”
“Fine whatever. I guess I’ll go to the forest and do whatever.”
“Good for you, now go!”
“I don’t know why you’re the one rushing me out of here, this is my house!”
“Yeah, but I’m not the one who’s insanely lonely that they just read an entire room’s worth of books in a couple of days.” Han Sooyoung kept pushing Kim Dokja through the halls to his front entrance.
“Now goodbye!” Han Sooyoung shoved Kim Dokja through the front door.
“Wait I thought you needed something from me?!” Kim Dokja shouted outside in front of the doorway.
“I’ll find it, don’t worry!” Han Sooyoung yelled back.
I guess I should start heading out to the forest, since I’m pretty sure nobody would want to hang out with a freak like me.
Kim Dokja kept wandering through the forest. His feet already feeling tired. His pace already slowing down. And he had no idea where he was going. Many thoughts of regret running through his mind already.
Okay, why did I decide to go to the forest? There are so many more better options than to go to the forest. Like the bookstore, I could have bought more books for the library. Gods I’m so stupid. And I’m tired already. Ugh, why do I have to be so weak? Whatever I should just find a spot to lie down or something.
Kim Dokja now tried searching for a spot to lie down in the forest. Even though Kim Dokja was complaining about every second of this search and regretting leaving his home the entire time it was distracting him from the thought of Yoo Jonghyuk, the whole reason as to why he read all his books in his personal library, the reason why he was leaving his house for the forest, to not think of him.
Before Kim Dokja knew it he had finally found a place to rest. An open grass field, cut in half from the running river. Kim Dokja walked toward the river and dropped down face first to the ground. And he turned himself over to see the clear blue sky. Kim Dokja looked around his surroundings while he dipped his fingertips in the river.
Am I really this lonely? Do I really only have two friends and one person I thought I could be friends with? Did I really annoy him? I just thought we could be lonely together. I guess Sooyoung’s right, he wants to be alone while I don’t have a choice but to be alone.
Kim Dokja didn’t know it but tear drops were falling down his cheeks onto the grass. Kim Dokja was contemplating his entire being and who he was. How he was always lonely from the beginning of his life. Of being an orphan at the age of seven, he killed his father and as punishment from the lord himself, Zeus struck his mother with lightning bolt to pay for his actions. He was only a boy trying to protect his mother from his abusive father, but the gods gave no mercy when it comes to family. Ever since than he was considered cursed by the whole village when they heard of his story. Nobody would want to be near a person who angered the king of the gods himself. It was no use Kim Dokja thought, he was always cursed from the beginning to be alone forever until the end of his life as well.
Why did I think I could have more people around me? Why did I think I could be friends with Yoo Jonghyuk? I wish I could die now so I wouldn’t have to live so many more years lonely, all by myself.
Kim Dokja didn’t know but something heard his prayers.
My fingers feel cold in this water. But I think I just feel cold in general even though I’m outside on this nice sunny day. I wonder what Yoo Jonghyuk is doing right now. He’s probably at his house being happy I’m not there. Ugh, I should stop thinking about him.
But Kim Dokja didn’t stop thinking about Yoo Jonghyuk. Instead he thought of every little detail of Yoo Jonghyuk. From his looks to all his little habits even Yoo Jonghyuk didn’t know he had. Kim Dokja’s mind just wouldn’t stop thinking about him. Kim Dokja started thinking about Yoo Jonghyuk’s own life and how everything was around him. Kim Dokja couldn’t help but think of a little melody of Yoo Jonghyuk. Then Kim Dokja started to hum his little melody without him realizing. Then words started to form from his mouth for the melody.
Why do birds suddenly appear
Every time you are near?
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you
Why do stars fall down from the sky
Every time you walk by?
Just like me, they long to be
Close to you
On the day that you were born the angels got together
And decided to create a dream come true
So they sprinkled...
“ Kim Dokja?”