POSSESSIVE TO GET YOU

For some reason, his mind felt tumultuous. The same went for his heart, which felt like it had been

before opening the café door, steeling himse

ndow, engrossed in her phone. There was a cup of coffee

a guitar on the chair next to her. She must have just

his lips lifted. Rakan was always captivated by the natural beauty of Rea, his gir

front. She smiled and removed the earphones from her ears. For a few moments, they exchanged glances, with indescribabl

few minutes ago came back to haunt his memory. His chest felt as if it were being sq

reason or explanation. He was confused, lost

cept the reality of what had happened. Rakan didn't hate; he was just disappointed. What w

to bre

e tried to hold back the pain, he couldn't bear it. Rakan hadn't

t along with his answer. So, Rakan reached the point of resignation. He sat there

rd escaped Rakan's lips, perfectly r

's gaze, in stark contrast to the gi

even though he knew he woul

k over her shoulder, and stared at Rakan expression

er. There's no reason, Rakan. This relationship just ends here

red behind the café door. And in the end, he couldn't do anything. Rakan couldn'

face filled with frustration, ignoring the

suppress the pain in his chest and perhaps slowly learn to let go. Ju

mer just hours ago. Reflecting on the moments he had spent with Rea, it had been so enjo

le waiter had just picked up Rea's empty coffe

d it, and his lips curl

ain on the table that lingers even though your dr

t stain. Just like the mark deliberately left b

ough the glass had been taken away, the stain would still be there,

ntil it became empty, and then it had disappeared without him realizing it, leaving behin

aci

nly here for a moment. The saddest part is when we have to let them go, knowing th

loss for words. Traces that someone cr

time Rakan retraced them alone. She had made him admire her

, I learned that e

how to love someone

e's always another

*

red young man asked, looking at the brown-haired gir

ocused on her guitar in her hands, plucking

g man who had asked earlier, f

it's affecting us all. It's like he's possessed or

ea grumbled, looking lazily

onnection to me. You threw him away, and there's no clear expla

ed her arms. She cas

hatever. I don't care. I have nothing to do with him anymore. So, s

isbelief. Rea remained Rea. He thought the girl wou

among the long list of sad boys at school. It was a pitiable fa

end of Rakan's anger later. Because when his friend was

t his head. He turned to find Rea loo

I want to practice, and it's alm

ly surrender. As he was about to leave, a voice sudd

the source of the sound, and R

them stood Rakan, along wit

the intense gaze between the two teenagers. Rakan and

of them felt that pain agai

to break that eye contact, sh

, let

contin