Want to meet
The river flows helplessly. It flows endlessly.
I fish alone. But there is no bite. It never comes. For some reason, I don't want to fish in the first place. It's not like I want to enjoy a bite.
She probably won't come. There's no way she'll come. That's what I think...
The reason is clear. She hates me. I did terrible things to her.
She was flirting with me. I liked her too. But we broke up.
I was originally a terrible man, cheating and spending money. I got into a fight with her about it.
And so we broke up. But I still had regrets. That's why I missed her. That's why I loved her.
N, I wanted to see you again. But I was rejected so harshly. I was told that I'd never see you again.
But I'm a man who doesn't give up easily, and it's hard to kill someone if you stubbornly hold on to it.
But this time it's probably useless.
I confided this to a certain person. That person said.
"Sometimes sadness makes two people stronger. Sometimes betrayal leads to separation. I'm sure happiness will come to you. It's okay, so don't cry..."
That's what she said.
So she made a bet. To see her again.
He smiled and accepted the bet, and whoever lost would have to tell an embarrassing story.
So I sent her a LINE message asking her to come, and went fishing.
She didn't reply.
But I had made a bet.
Fishing. Time passed. She didn't come. No matter how hard I tried, she didn't come.
I finally gave up and was about to go home.
"Are you catching any fish?" a voice asked. I didn't look back.
"How are you?" she said.
I turned around and saw her wearing a cap, with eyes as deep as the night.
And then...
"You came..."
"..."
"I'm sorry"
"..."
"Well then..."
"It's fine"
"Yes"
"..."
"I..."
"..."
"I get it, I've lost, N"
"Really?"
"I want to see you again..."
"Yes..."
"No?"
"Yes?"
"I'll change"
"..."
"Really, truly, thank you..."
"Yes"
What will happen to me from now on? What awaits me and N? Neither I nor N know that. But there is one promise. I will definitely cherish it. That's the one thing I have to do...
