"Everyone has a story to tell and the truth is I am afraid to tell you mine; but in this world embraced by darkness, allow me to become your brightest shadow!" Two different individuals— David Chwe, an 18-year-old boy with secrets darker than a June's night without the guidance of the moon. A boy with phases that are likely to coerce one to kick the bucket. — Travis Fujiriki [Park], is a 19-year-old boy who has always isolated himself from the naked eyes of the world. All that David had to do was to get his mission done and that was to lure Travis into the spider's web but instead, everything chose to travel on a different route. Sparkles of love began to investigate themselves in the depths of their hearts— once an individual who ran away from affection, Travis was willing to expose his heart to David who became his comfort zone. Just like in many tales of love and war, the grass is not always greener on the other side. Will David drop Travis into the lion's den and sacrifice his love? Or will he drop it all and bring him closer under his wing and protect him regardless of anything?
View More“David is the guest. He is invited all of a sudden, but why? Mrs Park has also hired the best, well-known chef because of him. What could be why he was invited and why was I not told?” An agitated Jiyeon silently investigated. Thoughts were swirling in the back of her head, thwarting her from thinking of anything else but them. Her heart was beating heavily, not because she was scared but because she could not wait to finally set her eyes on David, whom he wished the worst had happened to him. With questions invading her head, she lost interest in Arthur and forgot that he was still around. On the other side, Arthur’s heart was jingling with delight watching Jiyeon’s reaction. He quietly ate his apple and finished it all without saying anything else to Jiyeon. Travis and Mrs Park suddenly showed up in the dining room — the maids were already done setting the table. “Oh, come on in, David. Please, don’t be afraid, make yourself at home.” David who was being walked by a guard stood s
[SOMEWHERE AROUND THE WORLD: 6 PM] Right there, in a black SUV, silence rudely lingered, making the quiet young man's heart hammer against his chest with slow, uncalculated moves. His eyes looked down at his sweaty palms, afraid to look up and meet Mr M’s threatening glance. “I see you are moving at a fast pace! That is great! Very good!” Mr M hissed as he applauded. David flinched at the deepness of his voice that casually reverberated across the car. Words hung on his uvula, refusing to come out of his mouth whilst his heart skipped a beat. Not knowing what to say, David bowed as he bit his lower lip. His eyes were still locked on his palms which were now curled into weak fists — not that he would use them on anything or anyone. “I hope you are not rushing just because you want to be debt-free.” Mr M hissed wearing a treacherous smile that instead made David swallow deep. The boy sharply raised his head and glued his eyes on Mr M. “N-no…, that is not the case. I just wa…!” “L
WARNING: HOMOPHOBIC SLURS, READ WITH CAUTION! Crickets hummed a song, slightly soothing the trembling heart of Travis that was in the creaminess of melancholy. Cracks seemed to decorate his heart as he searched for answers. The moon was shining brightly in the sky like a sparkling diamond thrown in the ocean of pulsating tiny fish. The breeze gently kissed his skin, trying to help his body cool but that was a mission impossible. His blood was wildly boiling; veins had long protruded everywhere on his sweat-drenched skin. He nervously clenched his teeth while swallowing deepily; trying to get rid of a lump that was dancing in the chambers of his throat. His dilated eyes with shock sharply darted up and down the blue screen of his phone that for some reason proved to be heavy for his sweating hand. A frown had long glued itself across his forehead, shamelessly finding a temporary home immediately when he had switched his phone on. Questions and thoughts raced in his head, making it
The air became cold. Eyes bulged with unspoken fear as they mysteriously glided over the figure of Jiyeon. The girl had tilted her head to her right, her eyes slyly following every jumpy movement that her mother made. Her smile widened just when she noticed confusion covering the red, wet face of her mother. “You bastard! How could you do that to your own mother!?” Mrs Choi hissed through her trembling lips that were now dry as a hard bone. Her mouth felt like a desert, parched and craving moisture as words played hide and seek in the back of her throat. Beads of sweat lined up across her forehead as her breath became shallow. “Oh dear, I am my mother’s daughter. One bastard gave birth to another bastard.” Jiyeon released an annoyed sigh and chuckled when she caught her mother’s lips trembling. “Did you know, father always thought that I looked nothing like him. He made sure to remind me every time we went on an ice cream date, when I was only five. It became a song and you said
JIYEON CHOI“Are you sure you want to go?” Mrs Park investigated shortly after placing her hand on Jiyeon’s trembling hands. “You don’t have to, I will ask a person to get them for you. Don’t force it!” The old lady assured the girl whose eyes were tightly shut; feeling ashamed to let Mrs Park see her weakness. Jiyeon bit her lower lip and silently counted to three before she could open her eyes. “It is okay. I want to go…and get them myself.” Squeezing Mrs Park’s hand with her free, uninjured hand, Jiyeon whispered soon after taking a deep breath. Mrs Park stared at the girl for a while and never said a word. She nodded at her driver and the engine of the car they were in growled as it began moving. The car roared out of the Park mansion to a destination where Mrs Park was not so sure they should go to. Jiyeon quietly watched the tall, luxurious buildings pass as the car drove by. Her heart was jingling in the embrace of her ribs, as an unidentified number of emotions collided i
Night descended like a velvet cloak, softly enveloping the world in an inky blackness that seemed to have a texture all its own. The stars twinkled like diamonds scattered across the fabric of the sky, their gentle sparkle casting an ethereal glow over the landscape.The moon, a silver crescent, hung low on the horizon, casting long, sinuous shadows that stretched and twisted like living things. “Thank you.” David who had just come out of the taxi, said as he bowed and watched the taxi drive off. An oppressed sigh found its way out of his lips as he stood in the same spot for a while. His mind was set alight by a fountain of thoughts that made it hard for him to breathe or concentrate on anything else. “A sin? How is it a sin? And why would you find the pleasure in continuing this sin?” Travis’s words rang in the back of his head, poisoning his heart into a temporary melancholy. “Find the pleasure in continuing this sin? What does he mean? He doesn’t view this as a sin. He does n
“Come out, I am outside.” David whispered over the phone, making Travis’s heart jump, this time with fear. He flinched from the bed and rushed towards his window where he began searching for David. “Where are you? I can’t see you.” Hardly holding his breath, Travis whispered, standing on the balcony, intensely searching for his boyfriend. It was as if he had lost his mind. Travis did not notice the tall walls that prevented him from seeing the world outside the huge gates. “Fuck…!” He said silently to himself when it had finally dawned on him that he had to sneak out of the house and meet his boyfriend. His blood was running warm as his heart uncontrollably jingled in the chamber of his chest. The longing to see David had become an all-consuming force, a restless hunger that gnawed at his very soul. As he stood there, his fingers instinctively curled around the curtain, his nails digging deep into the fabric like talons grasping for an anchor.His breathing grew ragged, a slow, to
——The golden rays of the rising sun slowly floated into the room and landed on Travis’s face whose sleep was quickly chased away. With a frown across his forehead, Travis unhurriedly opened his eyes and let out a groan. He got up and stood straight on the bed before reaching for his phone. “Nine? I’m late for breakfast!” Travis growled as he sprinted to the bathroom. He quickly washed his face, brushed his teeth, and raced downstairs when he was done. He found his grandmother and cousin, Arthur, already seated for breakfast. Jiyeon was absent from the table, something Travis quickly understood. “Sorry…for being late.” He apologised as he sat down on his chair. His grandmother only nodded, while Arthur smiled. “How did you sleep?” Arthur investigated and smiled widely as he sipped his apple juice. “Well, I…slept like a baby,” Travis replied shortly after clearing his throat. He instantly began to recall last night — his hand’s job and then a conversation with Jiyeon. His heart slo
——Lips painted by a red gloss carefully pressed against each other immediately after withdrawing from the white cup. “How are you feeling now, dear?” Mrs Park investigated shortly after placing the empty cup on the table. Her eyes gently fell on Jiyeon who had been nervously staring at the plaster cast around her arm. She bit her lower lip and nodded, “I am…fine.” Jiyeon replied in a voice that had dropped to a whisper. She slowly raised her head and turned her eyes to her left, where Travis was sitting. The boy had been quiet as he asked himself questions as to how Jiyeon got the big bruise on her face. The bruise decorated itself across the left side of Jiyeon’s face like a big wing of a butterfly. Travis wanted to let his eyes linger on Jiyeon’s face, but he couldn’t, he averted his eyes away from her face to his grandmother who seemed to have a lot to say. “It is late, you guys go to sleep, and we will have a talk tomorrow.” Mrs Park suggested instantly after getting up. The t
MEMORIES: BITTER AND SWEET! "Only six years…that's what we agreed on! Six years! Or were they too much for you to handle?" A husky, booming voice that, belonging to Travis reverberated across the spacious room with a query that sent chills to paste themselves onto the figure of a man who was standing five minutes away from him. "You failed to keep your promise…!" Travis blurted with a voice that was cracking up with emotions. He aired the words with great difficulty whilst his dewy eyes carefully watched the face of the man in front of him harden with coldness. "What did I do to receive this kind of treatment from you? Does it not matter how long I waited?" Travis questioned in a brittle voice as soon as he took timid steps towards the man's direction— a man who did not dare to soften his face, rather he put on a face that lacked emotions and warmness. Slowly but surely, the man turned his features, together with his figure away from the saddened Travis that was already weeping. ...
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