Present:
"You must be going on a date today!" Exclaimed my hair artist. "What nonsense are you spouting", I grinned at her. "You know that's impossible. I'm doing this for myself. I'm flying to Osaka tomorrow to attend BTS' concert." I'm getting my hair done and this hair stylist Kim Yoona is my friend and apparently she knows about my terrible love life.
I live alone in Korea and my parents live in Japan. Currently I'm in my last year of college and I'm single. I'm a philophobic that is I strongly don't believe in "love". I would say circumstances made me this way. Its not like I'm asexual because I do feel attracted to people sometimes but falling in love and starting a relationship is just not my cup of tea. It's been five years since I have fallen for someone. People ask me if I feel lonely or don't I want someone to comfort me? Well I do feel lonely but I always tell myself that I'm enough for myself and if somebody actually cared about me then it won't last long eventually. So instead of getting hurt again just be yourself. Yes I don't need anyone, I'll be fine myself. Thats what I think. But honestly there are times where I need someone. I have my parents but I don't want to trouble them with my problems and also you can't share everything with them. I don't drink much. There are times when I see my friends getting drunk and doing all sorts of aegyo infront of their boyfriends. To me this is so cringy but I can't get drunk because there's no one to bare my aegyo. At such times I feel I do need someone. But I'm too afraid to handle all the misery again.
"Irana, where are you lost? Your hair is all done. Oh you look so pretty, BTS will surely notice you", said Yoona mockingly. "As if!" I smirked. "Ahh! I'm so late, I have to pack my stuff. I'll be meeting my parents too since I'm going to Japan," I said. "Don't forget to meet the guy I was talking about", said Yoona.
"Aigoo, seriously!" I flustered. I quickly went back home and the next day I went to Osaka and finally watched BTS' concert. This was indeed the best day of my life.
I was coming back from Osaka to visit my parents in Toyama. It's been so long since I last visited them. My relationship with my family; I won't say we are too close but and I feel a little awkward when I meet them after a long time.
As soon as the taxi moved along the allies of this peaceful city, I could see those beautiful cherry blossoms and immediately all those pent-up memories flooded my mind. I was running away from this city. I ran away from the people who were in this memory and most importantly I was running away from myself.