⊹ 🌱 ⌑ kang taehyun │ writer

✴ 🍁 ☕ (...) The park was enveloped in a golden stillness, as if time had stopped for an instant, just to contemplate the afternoon. Kang walked beneath the poplars, his steps heavy with the invisible weight of anguish, that silent pain that cannot be expressed in words, only in absence. His eyes, a dull blue, seemed to search for something in the shadows, as if the answer to his despair were hidden in some distant corner of the world. But the answers never came. Neither the wind, nor the trees, nor the fallen leaves could return to him what he had lost.

That's when it happened.

A flash of movement, a fleeting glimmer, burst into his vision. The squeak of a bicycle on the pavement, the unmistakable sound of chaos about to erupt. Kang, caught up in his inner turmoil, didn't react in time. The cyclist, unaware of his proximity, drew dangerously close, like lightning in the stillness.

But before the wheel could reach him, a figure emerged from the air, as if the afternoon itself had sent her to save him. She, with her short, dark hair like wet earth, wore a green sweater that danced in the wind. Her white dress was a whisper of light, her figure a painting in motion, a contrast of colors amidst the gray that enveloped her. On her hands, the imprint of the paint: splashes of color like scattered fragments of her soul.

The young woman didn't hesitate. With an agility that seemed to defy gravity, she launched herself toward him, pushing him with the gentleness of a breeze but the force of a whirlwind, swerving him out of the way just before impact. The bicycle grazed her legs, like a nervous sigh.

Kang fell to the ground, not from the force of the fall, but from the inner shock that pierced him at the sight of her. She crouched down, the sunlight caressing her face like a promise. Her eyes, two opposing moons, one green like a fresh emerald, the other a deep brown like the earth she had seen.

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