Jumong

He walked in like a sudden storm meant to make me astounded, like a fire I was drawn to him, he was wearing his college uniform, his hair uncombed as it seemed, fit perfectly with his lonely set of eyes and I only paid attention to him, I thought to myself; Who in their right mind would go out in public without even fixing his hair? Him apparently, I was amused. He was weird and prosaic, but to me he was perfect.

He was the one I never had, he was the side of heaven that I wasn't given the one chance to explore, he was an ocean of mystery, of undiscovered places, of different subtle emotions. I was a star he didn't notice, an idea at the back of his mind he didn't share.

I watched him fall in love with someone else, many times I wished it was me, it was me who's keeping him up at night, or bringing colour to his existence and I could only wish, for he was only a wish, an impossible wish.

He is now a memory, a memory that I will forever reminisce with a sigh of wonder.