Frozen Soul Trapped In Box Of Love

Its already 3 am and Aya can't sleep. Mona suddenly have urgent matters and only be back two days later. Aya simply stare out of the window while laying at her bed. The dark blue sky was clear with the light of the full moon showering the earth. It remind her of the man that she hit with the rock last week.

"That man familiar to this heart".

Aya put her hand at her c.h.e.s.t. It beating calmly. She whisper to herself.

"Don't be weak, bitch. Have strong legs"

She rolled out of her bed, put on her gray cardigan and open the window. She took a deep breath of the fresh chilly air. The sky clearly show the million shining stars. She can hear the sound of wave faintly from the sea.

"My calm and peace life was suddenly change into hectic and chaos last week, thanks to that Sung Hoon".

Finally she know his name when she received the parcel from Mr. Duran on behalf of him.

"He is indeed an actor".

Aya lift her hand to her chin and resting her head while looking at the sky. Usually she was calm and rarely being intimate by any sort of emotion. But the moment she met him, she always react to the things he said or do. She let out a soft sigh.

"Life sure can bring some interesting drama when least expected"

Aya close her eyes and take a deep breath. The cold air with the smells of the sea fill her in.

"Will my memories will suddenly rush in my mind, like this air that I forced to inhale inside my body?"

Then her ear heard some voices from the street in front of the house.

"If you take too much air, you will catch a flu. You should catch my heart instead".

Aya heart suddenly beating like crazy, it felt some deja vu on this phrase. What is this pain and sorrow that biting her heart right now. She saw two young love birds are chuckling and flirting at the corner, under the lamp street .

"Both of you might get baby sooner if you don't stop that flirting drama now"

Aya talk to herself while watching that lover, she felt weird and might become a stalker she continue watching those two. She grab the handle to close the window. Pretty reflection of a light caught her eyes.

She look up the sky and the rain is falling down slowly, and in some way Aya thought it was the star that falling to the earth. It leaving the dark sky alone and empty.

"I bet those couple are running while holding each other now"

Aya eyes crazily scanning the street, searching for the two love birds and there she saw some idiot that dancing in the rain while giggling.

"They must be feeling like making MV there. Seriously… in some way, that is romantic but in the other way that is idiot."

While nodding to her own words Aya tied her hair.

"Oh well… as long you are happy why you need other to judge isn't it".

She just smile while talking to herself. Admiring for those people out there who brave enough to follow their heart and face their own emotion.

"That moody jerk…"

Aya precious smile slowly faded from her face. She saw a man that walking slowly under the rain. His shirt was almost soaked and he just wear short.

Aya close the window and rush out to go after him. Her step was stopped under the stairs to get some umbrella before she run out from the house.

"What are doing?"

Sung Hoon stopped and look at Aya. His eyes get smaller and after a few second he then realized its Aya.

"Aya…"

"Yeah its me… You said you want to look around at the island in the morning. What are you doing at time like this. Its 3…"

"a.m ... Its morning isn't it?"

Sung Hoon saying it with a straight face. Aya let out a heavy breath. It is morning but it is before the dawn. She felt the urge want to slap his face to wake him up. Maybe he just drunk, but looking at him now, he seems just lost.

"Come... I make you some hot drink. My house is right there"

Aya get the umbrella above his head. He is really tall, she didnt realize it before and she wonder why. His hair was wet because of the rain. It look s.e.xy and his jaw seems so manly under the lamplight. She nodded to her own thought while silently walk beside him.

"Sit here. I will get a dry towel for you"

Aya pointed at the sofa, and get some dry towel at her room. When she go downstairs, she saw Sung Hoon wandering around at the living room. Standing with his hands in the pocket.

"What's wrong?"

He turn around and take the towel from her hand. He rub the towel to his hair, gently while looking around.

"There are no picture of you around the house".

"I don't have any".

She walk to the kitchen and boil the water.

"Do you want a coffee or tea?"

"Coffee. Black coffee".

His voice always sound calm but this time its more pleasant to Aya ear as he didn't talk in a sarcasm language.

"No sugar?"

"The world already taste so bitter, the coffee taste become sweet for me".

His voice in a low tone but Aya can hear every words clearly. She turn around to look at him. He was behind her, leaning at the island kitchen in the middle of the kitchen.

Aya was standing in front of him, just two foot away. Close enough to look at his eyes.

"You are small… its kinda like more than a foot shorter than me. Or maybe more?"

Aya want to reply but the sound of kettle asking to stop the fire also stop her tongue to make any comment about it. She turn to off the heat and take out two cups from the drawer.

"You like it sour, flavory or light"

Aya heard Sung Hoon soft chuckling behind her. Should she turn around? Should I ask? How should I react to this akward moment. Im not good at things like this. I hate this things called 'interaction'? Her mind was filled with variation of thought before the male voice piercing through his heart.

"You are not flirting with me don't you?"

She heard it. She really heard it. All she can think of how should she return the bullet to his face. But he continue spitting the words that send shiver to her spine.

"There's no one who didn't. Everyone want a piece of me"

Aya clenched her fist. She stare at the coffee. She felt her heart was turning bitter as the black coffee. She take the coffee and gives to him. He crossed his arm while leaning at the island kitchen. The rain getting heavier as it hit the rooftop and the sound of cracking firewood that was burning at the living room.

"Should I eat you alive tonight?

Aya gave him a faint smile and hand him the cup of coffee then walk away from him to the living room while sealed her lips tight. The best answer for all those question is just ignore it. Yup, and he will be speechless to his own thought.