The Sound around was covering my inner cries. I was desperate to find someone with whom I can talk, I needed someone by my side therefore I dashed past those fast pacing cars, the unbothered people on the road, the blinding lights. I rushed past the people ran into a few of those busy city people tried finding my own nook in the vast lands of this city.

That's when I heard the water crashing on the sand bank, somewhere nearby, my run from the reality halted for a while. I didn't realize how far I had come and the number of people and cars on the road had decreased. My feet led me close and closer to the sound of the water and my steps progressed on the cold sand. It seemed as if a part of my distress seeped into the sand deep beneath. I don't know why but my steps led me to the silvery glittering water. This time I did not run to escape losing but to gain. I did not run in despair but in hope. As soon as the water touched my feets and the wind engulfed my sugar brown hair in its arms I knew I found my place,my inner peace. 'Maybe they were right', I thought,' this city has something or the other for every one and I found mine.'

I breathed out a heavy deep sigh which I was holding in. Finally I felt if I cry maybe the ocean will hide my secret into its deep water bed or the sky will let it fly on it's highest cloud.
I was tired of letting out my worries on my pillows. Evrytime a soaked pillow did not help me reduce my anxiety.

Having sat on the sand I opened the messy bun on top of my head. Breeze blew through the hair entangling the long ones with each other but the shorter ones were free and unbothered blowing in the direction of the wind they danced and bounced on my forehead.

I stayed still and watched the waves come and go back periodically. The car honks had disappeared and the time flew past like the blowing wind. I stayed there gazing at the moon lit water. At the dark horizon the dark blue and black sky merged with the silver water. The moon was still high up on the sky decorated with the stars scattered around it. It was ecstatic.

That's when I saw someone walking along the coast far away. The body came nearer and nearer, it seemed to penetrate the air of darkness. And there he stood at a little distance.

The tall and thin mesmerizing physique. I think maybe I was staring at him for a minute or so. He approached me and took a seat beside. None of us spoke not until he decided to break the ice ," I am Kim Taehyung I lived in that house", he said pointing towards a white small house on the road a little far away from the beach.
" Kang Y/n", I replied. " How does it feel to rejected evertime?" ,a sudden question messed up my current thoughts.

"Excuse me", I said with a weird expression. "Yeah",he continued,"how does it feel when you stand in front of the mirror hating yourself, you start blamimg yourself and finally start punishing yourself to the edge? How does it exactly feel?"

"Isn't it too weird to start a conversation with someone like this?", I questioned with a weird look.

"I don't think so",was the reply I received. I don't think I thought of anything other than the beautiful and angelic smile he had on his face. Those glimmering and shinning orbs looked straight through mine.
And maybe I got too absorbed in his aura that I forgot to answer him.

"It doesn't matter what the people tell you just do what you feel like. These people are nothing but just a passersby in your life's story",said taehyung.

"Why are tou telling all these to me mister?"

"Because I saw you desperately running through the streets. I saw you letting out you tears and I can exactly feel your pain. I was in the same situation 20 years ago."

"I am sorry you had to go through such situations in your childhood."

No reply came. Neither did I have the courage to talk. We just sat at a comfortable distance from each other looking at the vast ocean in front.

The darkness had started to fade lightly when I realized we had been sitting for very long. So I stood up. Dusting off the sand from my pants. I waited to atleast bid a goodbye but as I saw his calm face quietly looking forward I decided not to. As I turned around to return back he said," Don't forget y/n life is filled with hardness don't do what I did. You are the only one who can understand yourself. You are too precious so stop trying to rush through the tracks of life. Let life bloom in its natural way. And remember one thing y/n",I saw him turning around as he stood up and held just the tip of my fingers. "Don't try to end things just because they are not perfect. Perfection is the end to the journey of life. Life is full of imperfectness, flaws and faults make the world. The world of thoughts and emotions exists because of the deformed style of living. Nothing stays which is perfect because its purpose is over but the imperfect strives and strikes, works and fails it proceeds in life. There is nothing called Perfect in this world Perfectness is just a mirage that forces us to move forward through the tracks of life."

These are the words that I needed to hear. This is what I wanted someone to tell me.

"Goodbye y/n may you have a better life ahead", saying this he started walking towards the direction from where he came.

I wanted to thank him for saving me from the burden of thoughts I had been carrying because of this world. "Thank you Taehyung ", I shouted a little. And started walking. As I turned back he was nowhere to be seen "He went away too quick",I thought.

The sun rose as the moon went down. My life began again but with a new start and thought. I had a complete different thought about life since that day. So as I token of gratitude I decided to give some cookies to Taehyung. Yeah I was still broken,my wounds were hurting and the scars were still a painful reminder of my pain but I had decided to change and start healing myself through self love and care.

The sun had almost kissed the horizon and it turned into a hue of red as I took the cookies and stood in front of the house he said he lived in. Still hesitant I didn't know what to do. But mustering up courage I was about to press the calling bell when someone called me from behind ," Excuse me but may I know what are you trying to do?"

On turning around I saw an old lady standing at a little distance from the house looking at me trying to figure out my intentions.
"Actually I came to meet Mr. Kim Taehyung"

"Whom?"

I thought she might have some hearing problem so I went near her and repeated,"I am here to meet Mr. Kim Taehyung. "

She glared at me trying to find some humour in my sentence but when she saw I was not joking she spoke," Are you out of your mind, young girl?"

I gave her a confused and little offended look. Before I got to question she said," That boy died almost 20 years ago and you are trying to fool around?"

" You must have mistaken and you must be taking about someone else. I just met Mr. Kim yesterday"

"No my dear. I am not. Don't stay here for long. This place is not good it is haunted and the boy you are talking about died long back. His tomb is in the backyard. Leave as quickly as possible. " ,saying this the old lady quickly left.

Not wanting to belive I went to the side of the house and saw a rusted half broken gate that led to the backyard I didn't know why but I entered without any permission. That's when I saw the tomb right in the corner under the huge wild cherry tree. With shaking legs I reached the tomb. Mosses had grown all over it and ivy lying on the ground beside it. With bare hands I tried to remove the thick cover of moss and ivy that grew over it.  I read -

Kim Taehyung
1980-2002

I was unable to stand as I couldn't believe what I saw.

A light breeze blew through my sugar brown hairs. The cherry flowers fell all over the place some fell over me some near and around the tomb. The box of cookie fell in shock and the bouquet of yellow lilies that I had brought on my way fell on the ground just near the tomb. The breeze went past touching my cheeking as I just stood there staring infront. The silent waves inside my heart crashed against my ribs and the flow of emotions was undescribable...

A/n's note :
•Do you think the grave was of taehyung (the man y/n met at the beach)? Or is there another mystry?
• If Taehyung really died how did y/n meet him?
• And if it was the soul of taehyung then why did it only meet y/n and not others?
• What do you think would y/n do after this?

Please let me know if you have any theory or ending to this story since I left this story with a open ending...