GOOD PERSON (song-fic)
Written by Lolita Choi
Starring: Kim Ryeowook
I saw her wet eyes today. Did you just cry? What happened? Did he hurt your heart? So many questions came up to my mind, but as always, I would never able to ask those to her. Nor even told her my feelings, eventhough I really couldn’t stand watching her painful expression just now.
“Here.” I handed her a cup of coffee I just bought from the nearest vending-machine, a cup of coffee which also filled with feelings I had been hiding. She always loved coffee, so I thought that it might able to help in cheered her up.
She raised her head, “Gomawo (Thanks),” she said while held the coffee cup with both her hands. “You’re a really good person, oppa.” She added with a smile.
I could only force a smile too at those words. Good person. Yeah, forever I could only be a good person to you. But nevermind, since as for me, you were the most precious person in the world…
I never forgot the moment when we first met at a festival in my friend’s campus about a year ago. She was a hoobae of my friend.
“Kim Ryeowook.” I introduced myself to her who was the sound system manager of the festival. My friend who invited me here brought me to her soon after I showed up in the campus. He thought that we should meet since she was the one who took the responsible of producing good sounds, including the sound for my performance later on the day.
She seemed to be surprised and shook my hand immediately, “Jung Ryena.” She gave me a sincere smile which quickly stole my heart.
Even not too long after we were introduced, we already felt comfort in each other. She laughed a lot with me, especially when we pretended as a couple to tease her campus friends. And I stayed up for the night, not wanting to fell asleep and forgot every expression she showed me that whole day. Do you remember those every moment? I always wanted to ask her that. Me, who was since then, always hung out in front of my friend’s campus. It was you whom I actually wanted to see…
I was willing to do anything as long as those could make her laugh. Because when she laughed, I felt good too, even when I knew that she pretended it. Strange, even a fake smile from her could make me feel okay. Basically, everything she did brought me happiness’s, both on the days when I waited for her and the nights when I missed our togetherness before on the day. That was why, it was even okay that I was alone, as long as I could still see her.
“Oppa, what are you thinking?” She pulled me out from my thoughts.
“Ah, no, nothing.” I quickly answered her. “Want to go to the fun park? My treat.” I winked while gave her an offer to boost her mood which actually automatically popped out from my tongue. Took care of her seemed to be like one of my job—or maybe better said ‘hobby’, because I seemed to like it too, though—now.
She responded with a wide smile and nodding head. I watched her back after sent her to walk before me. I was always like this; behind her, looking out for her, but it seemed like I had to share those with him.
Only my friend who was also her sunbae that knew about my feelings. He tiresomely told me not to make nor sing more pathetic songs like I did recently. I knew what he exactly meant, he asked me not to put much hopes on her anymore, since he also knew that she already picked someone else instead of me. But that didn’t mean I didn’t want to accept my fate, I knew these were just my feelings and I could tell that she was in a different place…
Talking about her picked other guy instead of me, I remember the night we gathered at a mutual friend’s place on my birthday.
“Ryeowookie oppa, I want you to meet Joonsae oppa.” She introduced me to a drunken guy who had brought her over. My smile as a result of her appearance that night suddenly disappeared. I could smell the strong aroma of soju from him even when I tried to pull away. I couldn’t imagine how she could still there around him with that strong smell.
I still didn’t respond. Did you understand what I feel that day? On my birthday, I had to face the truth that you already had him… I really wanted to shout those loudly at the time.
Of course, as I told before, if she was good then I was good too, but when I looked at the guy who was standing next to her… he was too different from me.
“Ah, please take care of her.” was all I could say that time to that shabby-looking person she loved…
“Feeling better now?” I asked her after we rode some games at the fun park.
She couldn’t cover her eyes-smile resulting from the last game we played just a moment ago. I really liked that signature facial expression of her. Hearing my question, she now stared at me and asked back, “And when is that, that I wasn’t feeling good, oppa?”
I messed her hair up intentionally. She laughed, then friendly hugged me, “Jeongmal gomawo, joheun sarami-ya (Thanks so much, Good Person). Thank you very much for always comforting me.”
I shook my head in her embrace, “That is all I can do for you,” I whispered. Because the difference between me and the person who made you cry was that all I could do was comfort you…