Two Hearts in a Cold Street

"Stop being so picky." Kyunghee scolded me for the thousands times.

Hi, my name is Charlie, Lee Charlie. I know it sounds weird, but long story short if I could tell you..

My very first name was Lee Jieun, but I grew up not really healthy as a kid, so my mom had an idea to change my name into something more sweet and happy. And she was randomly changed it into Charlie because it sounds funny and bubbly (according to her), so she officially and legally changed my name into Lee Charlie. It still weird to me because how could my dad didn't stop her to change my name.. I mean, he could offer any other name than Charlie, right?

Sunny? That's more lively Hani? That's pretty Fanny? That's good too

Still.. Here I am, Charlie.. 27 years old, working as finance staff even though I was majoring in Electrical Engineering. Ha-ha!

Please notice that forced laugh.

It's my fifth year being single, no boyfriend, experiencing non romantic relationship. It was only few dates for the past years, hang out here and there but mostly won't ended up good.

It wasn't because I'm picky and have so many criteria list, it's just... I haven't met anyone who make me brave enough to start a relationship. I wasn't ready for the drama, the jealousy, the feeling when you scares to lose someone.

What if he just want to play with your feeling? What if he doesn't love you as much you love him? What if he doesn't want any serious relationship further than only being a boyfriend?

Let alone that every single time I have crush on someone, he would never like me back. It's always be unrequited love at the end.

Poor me and my one sided love fate.

The Past

       "You look so pale.." Seunghwa caresses your cheeks, he looks so concern.

       "'m okay.." you squeeze his hand, hoping that he would let it go.

        You've been away from him quite a long time, both of you ended it for good. As far you know he already moved on too, way earlier than he should be. But you couldn't stop thinking about what you saw today at restaurant, how could he—

        "Baby?" Seunghwa calls you out of your over thinking pools. You sure this time he wouldn't let it go, he cups your face with both his hand, "Tell me, what is it?"

        Should you tell him?

        How?

Enough

“You don’t have to do this.” I said without looking at the guy who was standing in front of my door for God knows how long he was there, but I knew it wasn’t his first time for this past week he’s here. I’ve been away for almost a week since our last fight, purposely block his number. Thus being with him for almost two years, I would never expect him to be like this. It was always me who crawl back to him, begging him to take me back, to love me like his love was the only matter in my life.  

“I do.” He said, taking step towards me so he’s towering me with his height. But I still refuse to look in his eyes.

“No, you don’t.” I sighed. Both of us should really stop running in circle like this.

“I want to.” His palm reached out my cheek to look at him.

“Why?” it was a question for me and him, why we have to do this? Going back and forth to love and hate?

“If I said it’s because I love you, you will think it’s my last card to take you back. But it’s not, I can love you and let you go, but I don’t want to do that. I won’t. I couldn’t. Why? Because you worth more than that damn pain of loving you.”

heoltrouble’s mess mind

Marry Christmas

What takes you so long?

I could see his facial expression through his text, two jet black upward eyebrows pulled to the middle, his round eyes glaring in annoyance at the phone, impatiently. Typical Simon Dominic, or my lovely boyfriend; Jung Kiseok.

I'm still at office, can't escape. It hasn't 5 pm yet.

I typed patiently, knowing that if I get affected by his attitude, this exchanging message soon turning into exchanging glare and words war. And both of us being rock head, the fight could go for days.

Few seconds later, another message came in.

Who the fuck is working in Christmas Eve?

I shook my head in disapproval in his choice of language. Actually today is my last day to work in December, because on Christmas day until 10th of January next year I have my day off which we will spend in Japan for vacation.

Obviously me.

I hit the send button and he's typing another come back.

Geez, do you need a help to print out your resignation letter?

Rolling my eyes as response, even though he couldn't see me. I knew he was enjoying himself for pushing me on this sensitive matters.

We both already talk about this over and over.

How he hates to see me working almost everyday, staying at office for extra hours sometimes. While he can work whenever he wants to, the differences between us usually make him trying to fix things which lead to control my life.

The Truth #shortstory

       "She will break your heart." 

       "She's been cheating behind your back."

       "She's only using you for fame and money."

       "She's not that innocent, wakeup Sunghwa." 

I won’t give up #shortstory

        God, why?

        You sighed inwardly when you stepped out from your office building and found that Sunghwa was already there. 

        Don't look at his direction, pretend that you didn't see him. 

        You spell the magic words over and over, walking to other direction, avoiding him.

        "Stop it." He said but didn't move an inch from his spot. 

Confidence #shortstory

        "Hello, baby~" he greeted in sing a song voice. 

        Typicall player. 

        "Not again." I rolled my eyes, convincing myself to be more patient dealing with this stubborn guy. 

         "So, you've been waiting my call? fufufu~" he teased and how I wanted to turn off his phone call. 

Chance #shortstory

        "Y/n!" 

         You immediately stopped digging your food when you heard someone called your name along with several loud bangs on your apartment door. 

         "Y/n!"

         Bang bang bang

         "Open this damn door!" It's his voice, you knew it. This delicious noodle suddenly felt so hard for you to swallow.

         "Open this fuckin door or I'll break it!" He yelled, desperately gaining your attention. 

Unrequited Love

                   “Okay, tomorrow 7 pm?” He wiggled his eyebrows, feeling excited. 

           "I have tons of work.“

           "Next day after tomorrow?” He suggested, you could see his eyes were sparkling in anticipation. 

            You shook your head slowly, a no. 

            "So it’s a no?“ Simon looked hurt as he stood in front of you, waiting for your answer. 

             You looked at his shoes which were same as yours, you bit your inner cheek, contemplating on what words you’d say. After seconds passed you looked up at him, "I’m sorry, I can’t.” You sighed,however you felt guilty for constantly rejecting his favor. Simon was your bestfriend and recently he sent you a lot of hint that he wanted to change the relationship between you two, though he knew you had boyfriend.

              "It’s just a dinner, y/n. A friendly dinner, I just want to catch up things with you. You’ve been avoiding me recently and it’s frustrating.“ he purposely emphasized the word ‘friend’, to make you less burdened. He didn’t want to make everything between you and him crumbling after he declared his feeling, he did it just because he wanted you to know and you didn’t have to return his feeling.

When daddy is nervous af driving the kids for their first time school~

I mean, look at how serious his face, worry about his kids.