The Clairvoyance Wirasti

Wind Joseon

Jae-hoo's? yep, the narrow-eyed man he seems to still want to maintain his personality when maybe at that time was undergoing a surgical procedure, or plastic surgery that is in trend loved by young millennials on the mainland of South Korea?

Just look at their public figures, the celebrities with the action of the rame-rame turn the original form into perfection. On average already endemic in K-drama and K-pop, the public was carried away by the chatter of following their lifestyle, cuaks!

No exception, Jae-hoo?

"He was transformed into the oppa tamvaan .. "cebik Wirasti, not a pout you know?

Well, gosh? when Wirasti asked about her decision to break the oplas, "Why? why?"

"What's important to you?" said Jae-hoo almost dismissing what he was asking as an exclusive question!

"Ii ... i- yes, emm? it's not important!" sahut Wirasti, original!

Ishey? of course nun was there, in a luxurious mahfum apartment her background was labeled family was, where as an only child again, she was, jae-hoo is a typical hard worker in the middle of a career at a bank in the heart of busy Seoul, instantly grimacing!

Jae-hoo is already not surprised by the habits plus behavior of his pairing friends in his online class of French studies, "Basic, the sweet bengal!" jae-hoo grunts with a smile until her narrow eyes stay in a thin line.

Because it is already familiar with each other, Wirasti's mouth can not be smothered! minimum ask to be duct tape, eh?

Wirasti also must be able to accept reality, ck? a reality that his good friend considered him the plastic face?

Hey, miss? for the umpteenth time the mouth of the ceplos sandpaper not only asked to be duct tape, but must be inserted rubber band tuh!

"The main reason, horrified? maybe it will be the same as the others, less painful. Satisfied?"

Wirasti not dumbfounded, even directly ngakak? the basic does not know the custom! karuan Jae-hoo has his narrow eyes hard-earned wide. Chat via video call often takes place exciting.

Wirasti during a good friend is actually pure, make friends anyway!

"There are no other frills," he wants to immediately divert to another point. It feels uncomfortable if he seems bombarded with one bad assumption related to Jae-hoo.

"Sueer bye!" wirasti stressed, not wanting to give chat or other reviews that seem ambiguous!

Good friends also take place free of obstacles, as smooth as the toll road. Because indeed Wirasti is also not interested in the strange.

But, when? Jae-hoo starts to show signs that make Wirasti's instinct move, is there a shrimp behind the rock? wirasti's feelings are not good on their own. The problem is that he never thinks about anything else, other than a form of friendship.

Damn, just in the moment?

"Jae-hoo already, deceased?"

Shitt's!

Wadidaw, right? why is it too late, why?

"Eh, miss? had it not been too late, would everything have been as expected?"

The deg! Wirasti instantaneous to-distract. "Emphh, yeah!" ringice. Wirasti really do not want to imagine, if everything is not as it should be? what will Jae-hoo do?

Wirasti shuddered immediately?

"Emang wants to be, emm ... Jaa-di uh, widow?"

"Dad shit!" wirasti, though not so hard. Reflexes both his hands cupped his cute face, kekehnya was restrained.

"Oh, my God, a widow?" half the protest Wirasti said so but his chuckle still sounded slow.

Can't imagine, if only it did click with Jae-hoo and then drag himself to match?

"Fortunately, no. "the voice of Wirasti said like that, his feelings faltered. Jae-hoo died of covid, for Wirasti it was something sad. The sense of loss even though only limited to friends has made him foggy!

"Otherwise, if?" batin Wirasti. Of course it would be fatal if he lost his lover?

"Your life will be a drama, miss!"

"Sedramas, K-dramas!"

The k-drama? from the unclear baper-baper, Wirasti instantly felt a flip. As if a moment change the atmosphere, sad to disappear? "K-drama," he repeated, chuckling softly.

"Yes too, there will be real K-dramas!" chirped, could not help but throw a short comment.

Jae-hoo's? it is not unknown that Wirasti was carried away with a joke and alludes to his existence, his body or body has been cremated and his ashes stored somewhere in the corner of Seoul.

And yet? his subtle body wanders wherever he wants to go. Well, could it still be stuck? because Jae-hoo is religiously not listed as a follower of any kind, until he feels adrift without a single direction that should make the main foothold.

Free to roam that, he was dragged by the wind? hem, Joseon wind? like when he was together and with him compact to do one of the tasks in a team.

Jae-hoo points to himself because of his love of literature, he is the one who contributes a lot about one of the tasks of peeling about classical literature, Jae-hoo immediately gives a proposal of the classic literary topic of his country!

The pairing tasks are brilliantly ending, the idea of brilliant Jae-hoo gets a high point even though behind the scenes both have to work hard.

"If I only had the main activity of college, while he? he said he arrived at the apartment after work!" remember Wirasti, tucked away in sadness.

How earnest Jae-hoo seems to be, so enthusiastic every time there is a pairing task with him.

Well, youho? later, she realizes that it was after Jae-hoo left. Jae-hoo's biggest motivation is to do all that, because his anti-uasms are triggered because, there are signals of interest in cute girls from the tropical parts of the country!

"You're the one who's going, miss!"

"Jae-hoo begins to like you as time approaches the day of her death ... "

"What?" raung Wirasti, almost crying. Why can't time be replayed?

"At least, yeah .. my aa? Can balance himself even a little bit .. "sorry.

"Everything's late, miss!"

"Well, I know .. "gut Wirasti, the sadness he was spilling at that time when he was watching the sad news in his study group via whatsApp.

Now then? everything's already happened. Jae-hoo will never come back. The task of pairing with him has stopped altogether, Wirasti has changed partners of teamwork with other friends.

"Well, um...not as fun as when with Jae!" he lamented, his feelings were bland!

Jae-hoo, that name often suddenly comes up! feeling too late? before Jae-hoo like this? when Wirasti asked him not to go far from him, and he was very obedient.

"Jae lives in the same house but it's a visual of another dimension. Well, call it the parallel dimension, because the same place or location of different vibes .. " said Wirasti with a clear tone.

"I know, every time you're so close to me, Jae?"

Actually, ever? when the day is late outside drizzle down. Know, right? what kind of residence is Wirasti? that late was already quiet, where the neighbors were far from each other in location.

At visibility? yep, the need to erode the distance late that night, Wirasti saw Jae running around a little from the outside of the area of the settlement complex.

Wirasti thought, it is impossible for him to always remind let alone forbid him to wander at night.

"Isn't he no longer human?" wirasti brushed aside all his worries.

"Your place is very comfortable" he said.

"It's not like Seoul!"

Huh uh? of course Wirasti was immediately blown away! perhaps Jae-hoo is comparing a residence surrounded by a vast, dark garden, and just the symphoni of nature sounds to the ears of the serenity worshipper?

Sounds, crickets! crick! crick!

So, as opposed to a busy city? modern ones? the bright lights here and there, filled with multi-storey buildings including his modern apartment in the center of the suburbs?

"You don't want to go back there?" wirasti questions, says.

In the vision of her inner eye, Jae-hoo immediately threw away his face as if he was distracting. Wirasti can feel the pain experienced by his best friend.

He was still silent, until when Wirasti said something? "Stay here, Jae. If you feel comfortable ..."

But one day? Wirasti feels Jae-hoo is not in his parallel house. If that's Wirasti know, because Jae ever directly told her? "I can go to and fro, if I'm bored here I'm going ... "

Oh-ho's? mean, Jae?

Wirasti felt that as if it had been for days? well, somehow Jae-hoo has gone where? going back to Seoul? or, where to?

Wirasti felt that those days had lost him terribly, "As if it were karma?" his hisses, because he had sometimes jutek to him. Especially if he began to be squeezed various busy lectures and tasks piled up, Wirasti knows sometimes seen Jae-hoo watching himself from a distance as if he did not want to disturb him.

That afternoon? Wirasti set his foot towards the window, hot afternoon? it turns out that days have long passed. Neither his inner vision nor his telepathic access seemed to be blank, as if all the signals had been off!

"Jae, where are you?" Wirasti sometimes panicked himself, he did not find it and was difficult to track.

It's been a long time, about Jae-hoo drowning so much? "Where did you go?" the whisper was sad, Wirasti's voice was restrained.

The look of his pair of round eyes condensed. Any point of warming almost falling? a drop of tears seeping on both of his cheeks simultaneously brooded the river.

Wirasti rubbed slowly with the tip of his index, his chest up and down his sobbing too slowly almost inaudible but felt painful filled the chest cavity.

"Why does time take you away from your scent from this side of the world?" Wirasti as if raving from behind the window of his room, the soft-tinted vitrase curtain was slowly blown by the hot afternoon wind.

The feeling of loss was more real, Wirasti just stared at the distance with a sad laugh. Not only is it sad when Jae-hoo realizes that it was just a visual of his subtle body after his death, but it feels unprepared when Jae-hoo intends to really stay away and not come back?

"Where does the Joseon wind go?" still rummaging unconsciously, as if to give an equivalent said figure Jae-hoo is like a whiff of the wind? sometimes his gusts gently, but he doesn't care when it blows hard.

Yea? where is the Joseon wind? wirasti's melo feeling as if it was falling was carried by the wind that afternoon? it never feels like when Jae-hoo the Joseon wind goes away for too long, will he come back?