Anti Romantic.
Becky and I visited the park, touring and taking pictures as usual.
The park was full of different kids with their parents, everywhere was bubbling with different colors of Balloons and shouts from the roll coaster both the slides were not excluded, the fun there was out of the world.
After playing the game which Becky chooses "Super Smash Bros Ultimate, a game where normal joy stick controller with a two player game or more than, I select my favorite, which Sonic.
Sonic down special is a spin dash which causes countless damage to characters but can only be stopped if you jump as Sonic is spin dashing, you can also stop it if you turn around, but Becky uses Luigi who always tries its best to be No1 but always be in Mario's shadow all the time. Luigi will do an up special which, is its next to Sonic, then it will light up on fire dealing tons of damage to Sonic but not enough to beat him. Then Sonic will run fast and do a homing attack on Luigi which will counter Luigi distracting him and making him to fall off the stage and which makes Sonic win the game.
I was beaming with a smile after winning Becky, she is not the game type, but I enjoy Sonic because he is very fast and accurate and does massive damage to characters in the game; he does a final smash which is called "THE SUPER SHOCKED WAVE."
It really suits my character and looking out Becky, she nonchalantly dropped the control switch.
After a whole day at the park, Becky suggested we visit an Art Gallery just to add more fun to the already fun day.
Different kinds of Arts were displayed on the wall.
We took time walking and exploring the Gallery.
The different expressions of creative skills were a sight to behold, Visual forms of paintings, drawing, and sculpture were seen in fact Art is Life.
Just looking and touching some drawings speaks peace and calmness to my soul, just today makes me understand truly I haven't explored Seoul as I planned.
As we took our time walking and giggling about some painting, we failed to notice a figure standing before us, and Becky ended up bumping into him.
"Oops….sorry, Becky apologized with her hands in her mouth.
A young man with a chiseled chest and perfectly sculpted body built stood in front of us.
His skin glittered and his stylishly inky blonde hair added more light to his bluish smoky eyes, his golden body and cheeks were so smooth like a newborn and when he speaks gosh I lost it.
"Hope you are okay?"…he asked with a low tone.
Becky and I nodded, and he volunteered to show us round the Gallery.
We followed him as he shows and explained some drawings and paintings on the walls.
His diction is top-notch, coupled with his calm spirit.
We tour again the Gallery promising to visit again, giving out a handshake respectively with a smile that exposes his two deep side dimples that add more beauty to his already handsome face.
"That dude is handsome and will make a good partner"…. I told Becky immediately we left the Gallery.
I don't need a partner, not when I have Heechul with me"….she said, intertwining my hand
"Yes, that crazy motherfucker lover of yours" I blurted out, which caused her to still on her movement.
I was deeply sorry that I had to rub her the wrong way just that I never liked that Heechul of a person, he has been Becky's best friend or should I said lover since she moved to Korea, their lovey duvey makes me sick. Maybe I am anti-romantic as I was described, or might be this love thing isn't for everybody.
Becky must have loved him that he never saw anything wrong with him. Seeing how she was hurt by my words, I apologized immediately, the least I need now is a bitchy attitude from her.
Heechul has been such a good guy, yes he is handsome and cool, but what's Becky dripping over a random gamer, who the heck sits on the screen all day just screaming over a video.
"Gosh…." the math aren't matting…yes she is my sister but her taste sucks…I scoff, scratching my head in a snaky way, giving her that feign smile.
"Why don't we talk about the strange guy who made you cry the other night"….she snapped
I know Becky and the law of Moses are twins, but I wasn't expecting her to get back at me this way.
Hoseok is not my boyfriend….we don't have anything to share… he's just a dance guru who I was opportune to assist to prepare for the upcoming competition"…. I blurted, walking away from her as fast as I could.
Hey….wait… I heard her running after me."do you said Hoseok"…she asked in a calm tone.
"Don't you remember hearing such a name somewhere maybe a long-time ago".....
"What happened…do you know him.I asked, looking at her face, which shows shocked and curious.
"Don't you remember"…she asked, leaning toward me.
I quivered at her reaction, taking a few steps backwards.
"Seeing him…. There are thousands of people bearing the same name and there are thousands of beautiful faces I come across each passing day, why should I bother keeping his face not that I want to snaffle him for myself…why should his name be printed in my mind… The mention of that name makes me angry, I was already loosing it.
"All I'm trying to say is the name Hoseok, that name seems like something I heard somewhere or maybe someone I already know, probably you too…and you call him a dance Lord… I was just thinking perhaps we have met him somewhere." She said, looking directly at my eyes.
"But do you love him?" Came her last statement and I lost it.
I felt lightheaded, so I could barely respond. I shook my head in disagreement.
"No!!…No… Bec....KY…. No"… I managed to stutter a reply, waving my two hands alongside my pathetic voice showing my passive resistance.
She was amused by my reactions, intertwining her hand again with mine, we stroll down home.
Everything was going on well, and it seems my long-lost Becky was now her normal self, I turned and stared at her.
"what is wrong"... she asked, returning the same gaze.
"Nothing…I reply with a smile curving on my lips.