Summer seemed to drag on indefinitely, even though it was time for winter to take over. People were dressed as if they were living in the heart of Antarctica, which made Siberia jittery."Do people really have no sense of the season?" asked a young woman, most likely in her 30s, with ash brown hair and barely visible streaks of white on the front."They appear to have lost track of time," Siberia observed as she sipped her now-cold coffee."My my, people are going both ways with time," the young woman said, settling in. "Can I please have a cold coffee with a plain egg sandwich?""coming right up Ma'am.""I've lived in this vicinity for almost three years, and I haven't seen you or perhaps we never happened to cross paths, have we?" the young woman asked, keen to strike up a conversation, or so Siberia supposed."No, you're right, I'm new here, House 209." Even though Siberia was responding specifically, her thoughts were elsewhere. She appeared to be lost, confused, and unaware, but
A tall and lean muscular figure stood beside her, not completely towering over her as Siberia herself was quite tall. He had light brown, premed hair that gave him a fresh youth look. Sharp jaw line running through his sides, plum lips with big doe eyes and a mole slightly below his left eye which made him look unrealistic; like some character out of a comic. His beautiful golden skin covered beneath the hospital gown."I know I'm attractive, yet on the off chance that you will gaze at me like that I'll get some unacceptable thought", he spoke, blazing a grin. A slight dash of pink noticeable on his cheeks."You…." Siberia looked in a daze."Oh my bad! Did I startle you?""Oh no, not by any stretch of the imagination" Siberia blinked away, wiping an invisible sweat.The man kept on looking forward where the mishap occurred thus did Siberia, however after each passing second she continued to steal a glance at the man, incapable to not look."Could it be said that you are… ..I mean… wel
Siberia ran as fast as her toned legs could carry her. She felt the heat of the sun on her back, buckets of sweat pouring over her. She spared a glance back towards the hospital and that's when she saw him. Standing under the tree, his features ever prominent. Siberia stood there for a brief moment, biting her lips nervously before walking ahead, cheeks flushed red. 'What am I blushing for?' Siberia thought to herself as she made her way into the public transport, grabbing a seat by the window. From afar she saw his beautiful permed hair vanishing as the bus moved on.While in the transport, Siberia noticed a person sneaking photos of a young lady, seated by the window on the left line of her. Her head resting up against the window; she appeared to know nothing about the man's activity as she was charmed in her phone with her headphones connected. Siberia could have done without it. She could have done without to intercede either, yet she realized she can't allow this to go unnoticed.
When Siberia arrived at home it was around five pm. She threw her bag on the lounge chair, making her way into her room.'So grimy', Siberia mumbled to herself as she ventured into her restroom, stripping away her fabrics that still felt clammy. She turned the cold water on, feeling the chills on her hands prior to stepping in the shower; scrubbing every part of her body as hard as possible to dispose of the smell as well as her hair.It required her 40 minutes all things considered to get out, feeling invigorated. Siberia then headed towards her work area, while looking at her phone. 'Goodness' she said as she saw a message from Mr. Han. 'Should be the hospital address' Siberia said as she tapped on the message. She abruptly wheezed, clasping her right hand over her mouth as she saw the image of Mr. Han's nephew. 'Bak Ganghan Yeong' she murmured to herself as she tapped on the picture.'He looks so different' Siberia thought as she observed his picture. His highlights standing out mo
Siberia was pulled out from her slumber by the sun penetrating through her window; the draperies were apart as from last night. The faint, but sweet melody of the birds could be heard. Siberia moaned, taking a stretch while lying; prior to getting up. It was 8 in the morning which meant that she had enough time to get ready. Siberia at first was about to wear her casual work attire, but then she remembered that she had to go to the hospital and not her office. She smiled as she began rummaging through her closet, searching for something that would suit the atmosphere, the purpose she was going for precisely.Prior to heading in for a shower she chose to call Mikhail as he clearly had barely any familiarity with her new errand. Mikhail replied on the subsequent ring. "Yo young lady, wassup""Hello Mikhail, I just… .." she was cut off by Mikhail who appeared to be excessively excited."I'm at the bus stop, I'll give you 10 minutes to get here""What?" Siberia was taken aback by his sudd
"Oh," Yeong exclaimed as he walked in, pointing at her."Hey," Siberia said, smiling."Woah! "How did you know I was here?" Yeong appeared perplexed yet ecstatic as he spoke."Your father..." She rose from the bed to make room for him to sit.When Yeong heard the word "Father," it was enough for him to understand. "Ah, right. He did say that a caretaker would arrive soon, but I didn't anticipate it to be you."Well, surprise!" "We meet again," Siberia said, forming a V with her fingers."It most certainly is". He smiled as he sat down.Siberia took a seat on the couch, set her bag down next to her, and took a bottle of water out. The fact that neither of them spoke made the atmosphere awkward. Siberia didn't really mind as she was used to not talking, but Yeong didn't like it. He wanted to strike up a conversation, but wasn't sure where to begin with. "So uh….." Before catching her eyes, he scratched his head and cast a sidelong glance. Are you...going to stay here all night?Mr. Han
Siberia stepped back rapidly, her face flushed red and eyes wide open. A slight gasp escaped away from her mouth. "I'm s.s… sorry" She faltered as she spoke, rapidly turning away in shame.Yeong was excessively stunned to say anything himself. Not that he disapproved of the embrace, however, more like he was astounded when she embraced him. It was an unexpected yet inadvertent move that stunned the two of them.He took a gander at her subsequent to looking down and randomly examining the room. "It's alright, I mean" He scratched his head, trying to figure the right word to clear the tension. "We're friends; I mean some way or another. Yea, that's right, a friendly hug and because you got way too excited", he looked towards her, expecting her to be at ease. "A friendly hug", he said again as he nodded.Siberia took a gander at him before looking away again as she still felt the heat on her cheeks. "Hahaha, yea that's fair enough". She said nothing after and neither did Yeong. An awkwar
Siberia stared blankly at him, her eyes puffy and red, as well as her nose, with her mouth slightly open. She didn't say a word as she was too perplexed to speak, just continued to stare at him bemusedly. Yeong, who couldn't stand to wait any longer, seized the chance to continue.Ever since he saw her at the scene of the accident, he had wanted to say this to her. He looked desperate as he explained, "We met in Busan, in that bus where a boy harassed you and I helped you. We reconnected the following day in front of Mr. Kilter's library, and as a thank-you, you treated me to lunch." Yeong regarded her in anticipation, hoping that she would be able to recollect those memory fragments. Siberia, however, kept staring.The elevator door opened and they both made their way back to their room.Siberia pulled at his shirt from the back just as Yeong moved to step inside. She said, "I know," as Yeong turned around. She uttered, "I know," once more, this time with a tiny smile. "I vaguely re