A four days trip with Seyong. 1; Tokyo Tower

You were finally on holidays: after all this time spent working hard on your studies, you finally had time to rest. You wanted to travel around the world for quite a long time now, and since you were studying abroad -in China-, you thought it was the perfect timing to do it. Spending your holidays visiting Japan really felt like the best thing to do then.

It’s because of all of this that you ended up showing your face on Tokyo’s streets on this cold Monday of April.

You were just getting out of your hotel as you had put your luggage in your room and was ready to hunt down the streets of the world city. You had only taken a few things that you had shoved into your bag, things such as your cellphone, your camera, a map, some money, a bottle of water; well, the perfect outfit for a tourist visiting a new city. You walked proudly, heading to the Tokyo Tower; as you always dreamed of, when…

“Ano… Sumimasen?” (Uuuh… Excuse me?)

You turned around in order to see the caramel-haired boy who just talked to you. You blinked a few times, realizing that this guy was actually really handsome before stuttering a shy “Hai?”, slightly tilting your head to the right, curious. Somehow, you were sure you had already seen his face somewhere, but you couldn’t quite remember where. It was really frustrating.

He began to speak again in Japanese, leaving you speechless as you didn’t understand a thing to what he had just said. Your Japanese was actually really really really poor.

“Tokyo Tower wa doko desu ka? (Where is the Tokyo Tower?)” he repeated in a simpler way, even though it still took you time to process that he was actually looking for the Tokyo Tower as a part of you was thinking that he was really -maybe as much as your Japanese was poor- handsome and cool. You examined the merest details of his face, from his messy hair to his sweet smile, sharp nose, gracious chin, rather big ears, and caring eyes.

At your obvious lack of answer he just bowed and spoke up, saying something such as “Ii yo. Arigatou gozaimashita. (That’s ok. Thank you very much)” before leaving you. You shouted after him a “Chotto matte (Wait)”, and you really tried to make sense when you added “Watashi mo soko ni ikimasu (I’m going there too)”. You didn’t even know if it was right, but the most important thing, at that time, was that you knew he understood when a smile lightened his face, making your heart jump in your chest.

“Isshou ni ikou~ ! (Let’s go together!) ” he exclaimed then gleefully, his eyes shining in excitement.

You just nodded, not sure of what to do and unable to put it in words, you just showed him where you were heading, silently asking him to follow you. He chuckled a bit before doing so diligently.

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When you two finally reached the Tokyo Tower, you felt your breath quickly die in your throat as the queue which was facing you was so huge you couldn’t see where it really started. You still knew though, and you wasn’t ready to wait that long for just a monument, as impressive as it was.

You sighed, experiencing a lot of emotions at that time: such as disappointment, frustration and also anger against yourself because you should have known that it was being to be crowded as hell and that you should have gone there earlier. It was too late now.

You glanced back at the caramel-haired boy at your right side, to see that he was apparently in the same state of mind as yours, and when he caught you staring at him, he gave you a weak smile before sighing and walking away slowly. This time, it was you who followed him in silence.

You sat on the same bench as him, the same depressed expression written on your face. You didn’t exchange a word for a long time, and anyway you couldn’t really communicate as your languages were different right? It didn’t really surprised you when you saw him stand up and leave you behind without a goodbye as you didn’t move from your seat, though it still saddened you a bit. You didn’t really know why, because it wasn’t as if you had planned to do something together more than you showing him the way to the Tokyo Tower or if you had known yourselves for years or anything -just anything that could explain him spending more time with you. You didn’t know, it wasn’t as if you were expecting anything from him right? It wasn’t not as if you had followed him for a purpose. Even though you felt bitter, him walking away from you was surely the best thing to do, you thought. You wouldn’t have stayed much longer either, as the wind was blowing on you and you was starting to shake slightly.

Therefore you were taken aback when he came back to you with what seemed to be two really hot coffees in his hands and a gentle smile on his face. You looked at him for a moment, not knowing what to say or what to do, astounded, and he chuckled a little at your face, before giving you one of the coffee. You shyly thanked him with a bow, smiling oh-so-happily to him as you started sipping the drink. You heard him cough beside you as he just burnt his tongue with the dark liquid and you couldn’t help but laugh out loud at that, earning a light glare from him that you completely ignored. You felt really warm at that time and you didn’t quite know where it was coming from -was it the drink or his presence- but you felt glad and all the disappointment and frustration from earlier just seemed to have faded away.

You looked at him in his eyes one more time, making sure to ask him his name -in broken Japanese, you guess-, which he responded by “Kim Seyong”.

And you were sure you also already heard this name somewhere; but you couldn’t manage to remember. 

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