‘I’m always labeled as the ‘pretty girl’ everywhere I got, since the beginning of middle school and university and now even at the hospital. Everyone thought ironic that I only dated once back in high school. The dude turned out to be a player and so I never thought of dating after that. People, my closed ones to be specific, assume it was out of fear of being cheated on again is why I never dated but to be very honest, it is simply because I simply haven’t found the right one yet. I truly believe that once the perfect one for me walks in the same direction as me, my heart will talk to me. On the other hand, my best friend, also my former roommate, Jini, has a lot of dating experience. When Ishan left the country, I moved in with her and so did another classmate but Jini wanted some privacy and so we rented out the house and moved somewhere near the hospital. Jini and I lived together for two years. However, now that this is the last year of university, Jini was asked to go back to parents’ house and graduate there.
After Jini left, I didn’t like the idea of staying all by myself in a big house like that, plus I was aware that I’m a patient and that living alone wasn’t a smart decision to make. I was searching for another place to move in to and that’s when I hear one of the nurses talking about some doctor who was willing to rent one of the rooms in his house and I figure that would be worth a try.
I was back home and I thought of contacting that doctor and asking him for further details. I was chilling on my bed with some fresh baked potatoes, enjoying the new song from my favorite k-pop band when my phone rang and “Is this Miss Bong?” was a familiar voice of a woman I heard after answering the call “You have been ranked as the first best artist at the university. The NewYork judges that viewd your work were very glad to see such a piece after a long time of judgment. You may collect your prize at the university tomorrow afternoon. Congratulations.” That was Mrs. Min. Our university’s head coordinator.
I could hear my heart beat slowing down. I was excited but running out of breath. I felt suffocation. My eyes felt boiling hot and then I just passed out”
My fellow doctors were helping me look for a tenant. I didn’t mind whether young or old. I was fed up of being alone in this big house. I just wished for someone to give me some company. Before I was twelve of age, all I felt was loneliness in my life. Being judged for my imperfections and being given up on sure did hurt. I always wondered if I actually, truly, forgave my parents or if I was trying to be considerate and understanding. Even though I talk to people, I still think it’s hard to smile and laugh with everyone all the time and I think I blame it on my devastating childhood. I just wished for someone to barge in my life, turn it upside down and fill it with happiness and laughter.