I'm Real, I'm here

I was in front of my laptop when my phone rang. I grab my phone and check on who is calling. "Hello?, Ohm, I am fine". I was shocked at the thought of hearing your voice again. After 3 years of not contacting me and leaving me without a word, here you are again. I was about to leave the office then, so I just immediately grabbed my bag and coat. "Guys, bye! Got to go now" and I left everyone shocked, seeing me leave early that time. I left the office so I can talk to you on the phone and ask you all the questions that were left unanswered when I left without a word. Why? What happened? And how are you now? I held you on the phone and I decided to walk home so that we could talk longer and clear all my doubts about you. I started asking him questions that I was supposed to ask him 3 years ago. There are a lot of loop holes in your answers when there are times you tried to avoid some of my questions. But it's okay, because at least now I know part of the truth. The wind was blowing and I was shivering at that while walking in the streets. The streets were full of people walking fast to go home. It was always like that at this time because of the rush hour. The street lights are all lit up. One of the reasons why it is nice to walk at a time like this. The wind blows again and it touches my skin one more time. I can feel the cold air that touches my bare skin and that is what makes me shiver or is it just me? I reached home and dad was not waiting for me this time. He is probably in his room resting. I went straight to my room and spread my body on the clean sheet that was just newly laundered. I can still smell the fragrance of the soap on my bedsheets. I felt my eyes getting heavier and muscles aching. I woke up at 7am and went straight to the shower and dressed, to go to the office . I grabbed some toast and drank the coffee immediately. I left home hurriedly, because I wanted to start early on files I was working on with Pyong. He is working on a case for Mr. Kim, I went to the bust stop and waited for it. I ride the bus and my phone rings, he is calling me again. " Hello? I can't see you today, sorry. I am loaded with work in the office. But ....long pause ...... Maybe, next time?" I refused your idea to drop by the office so we could have coffee at lunch. Like what we usually do before. But I rejected it because I don't want you to think that it is just easy for me to forget what you did, you abandoned me and that was the worst time of my life. I don't want the idea of seeing you because you know that I can immediately forget everything and forgive you every time you do that. You have been doing it lately. This is the longest time that you left without notice. I press the buzzer on the bus and it stops in front of our building, the Gold Signage on the building, which is glimmering because of the sunshine that is reflecting on it. I went up to the 8th floor every day. This day seems a bit different, though I can't explain my feelings right now. I don't know if I am happy because he is back or am I confused because he is here again. 'Oh, what is it that he wants from me now?" and I stepped into the office and greeted everyone ' Hi guys, good morning!'. I brought my coffee with me to help wake me up. I hope it can. I ordered a black Americano this time, for a change. The usual thing I drank every day was every cappuccino and even the staff in the coffee shop I rarely go to already knew it. I went to my table and immediately started on the files piled up on top of it. I opened my laptop and started checking on the emails to arrange appointments and answering some of them too. Pyong knocks quietly on the glass door of my office and asks me, 'How are you sunny?". The name he casually calls me every time he is teasing me . "I am fine but I am all locked up with work, see?'. "anything for me?" he asks. 'Oh yeah! here you go', handing all the folders for the files that I researched last night. 'Don't forget that you have a meeting with Mr. Kim to finalize your strategy for the court cross examination, okay?'. He took everything and read it while leaving my office. I went to my abyss of thinking about Yun once again. I rejected his coffee and lunch offer earlier, then why the hell am I thinking of him? I focused myself on the things I needed to work in the office to forget his thoughts and pre-occupied myself. Time easily passed and it was already 5pm. Others are already preparing to go home, but I need to stay for a few more hours to finish another case we are working on for Mr. Sy. I need to do this to prepare for tomorrow so that Mr Lee will not call my attention anymore. Mr. Lee was the senior chief attorney in our department and he was very strict when it came to cases he was working on. That is his core value. Besides that, I avoid bumping into Yun on the street. It was 9pm. I stood up and sorted my things and took my bag and coat. I remember Pyong calling me earlier before he left asking me if I needed a ride home and if I wanted to grab some food to eat before heading home. I sent him home because I just needed to be alone this time. I even heard him whisper before leaving to not forget to bring my umbrella because it might rain at night. But it's too late! I am already out in the building and walking outside going to the bus stop. 'Aiish, I will just grab churos on the way after I get off the bus. The bus arrives and I immediately board it inside. The rain suddenly poured. 'Aiish', I murmured. I thought it was already grizzly outside while walking. Good thing I was already on the bus when the rain started ..... The bus sat on the road a bit and the driver stepped on the breakfast. "Skreeetch!" the bus drifted and I almost tumbled down when suddenly someone hold my wrist and catch my back to avoid me from falling. I was about to scream ' Yaaaaah! ......' when I saw his face. The person who held my wrist and the one who catches me. It was Yun ...' Oh, it's you! I thought it was some perverted passenger trying to touch me'. Then we both grinned at the sound of it. He pressed the buzzer and we got onboard the bus. I was shocked to see that he still had my umbrella. I smiled at him and said, "You still have it, hah?' , " Yeah! I kept it for a long time and am waiting for the chance to return it to the owner', he said. It was the moss green umbrella I lent him one time when it was also raining hard that time and to avoid him being wet with the rain and getting sick. We walked awkwardly and passed by the small restaurant where we usually dine before going home and he went inside and, I don't know, but I followed him and I sat opposite him at one of the tables. He ordered our old favorite, Tteokbokki, with kimchi and gimbup. He called the waitress and asked for a bottle of soju. He poured his glass and I took the bottle from him and poured my glass as well. We ate and drank a little and after the third glass of soju he spoke and said 'I am sorry...', I replied ' Huh? sorry? for what?', and immediately I followed the words I wanted to say ' for leaving me without telling me anything and letting me know where you are and what happened ...... for ........' and I slowly cried in sobs and cried out all the pain I am feeling that time to him, while pointing my index finger on his chest. He immediately stood up because I almost fell on the bench I was sitting on. I am already sober now. Catching me first and then embracing me and patting my back. I couldn't understand if I wanted him to embrace me. That is why I can't move or I am just weak because of the alcohol I drank earlier. I can't move and get out of his embrace or he doesn't just want to let go of me. I felt like he was also crying and then he looked at me and I saw that his eyes were smiling with that familiar look at him. I told him to stop it and I didn't allow him to do that gesture right at that moment. " Sorry, Sorry? Do you think you are forgiven?", I said, and then I dozed off on the table and that was the last thing I remembered. I woke up the next day in my room and with a headache and called the office because I was not feeling well and told my assistant that everything that Pyong and Mr. Lee needs is already prepared on my table. I went back to my bed and wrapped myself in my blanket and tried to get my sleep again.