The heart was beating in my head with an impossible, deafening rumble. As if after a contusion, the girl lost her sense of reality, she felt like she was having a dream that she couldn't control because it was too difficult, too little strength. In the large, fear-filled pupils of brown eyes reflected the glare from the rising straight to the level of the knees of the water surface.
The girl slipped away from her place, pushing the entrance door of the shop with her shoulder, half-glazed, leaving safely on the counter a book, for which she actually came here, and the money that she had given for her, and nothing understanding the consultant, from whom such a way for the second time in a week, out of nowhere runs the buyer. What kind of city? What kind of people?
Narim fled, trying not to notice the water level that had risen almost to the waist. The main thing is not to stop, the bridge is just a couple of minutes away from her, she has to make it. The red curls were blowing up the sharp currents of air resistance, and the legs were already refusing to obey the owner, with each new jerk weakening more and more, slowing down independently with each subsequent movement.
The girl desperately swallowed the air before a rapidly rising stream of water swallowed her head. She shouldn't give up, she should run, but why is it so hard? Because it's incredibly scary? Because there is water around it that she hates? The weakened body refused to hold any part of the air inside the girl, compensating for the gentle killing fluid that was slowly flowing through her mouth and nose, colliding with bubbles of the last coming out of the light particles of carbon dioxide, which under the pressure of dyspnea after the run to keep inside was not any strength. The bridge, shouldn't it be somewhere close? Why didn't Narim have time? There was just a little bit left... A little bit...
A young man crashed into a girl almost covering her eyes in full motion, almost knocking down a drowning man from his feet, braking him two meters away from the scene of the collision. The guy almost on the move opened other people's lips, pressing the cold cheeks on both sides with wide palms. And again, this feeling of deja vu, at the very moment when the lips of both closed, and on a light, warm stream circulated air. Only this time Narim was almost fully conscious and firmly held both hands for a wide, knitted beige jacket, the back of the tall guy, which should have got used to because he is not a fruit of her imagination, not a hallucination, and a real person.
Artificial breathing was too easy to breathe. It was so easy that I didn't want to let go of each other. Soft lips only then unhooked, when both realized that now a huge number of people passing by turn on them to just look at them.
- Thank you," Narim whispered in a confused whisper, and Tae kept silent, but reached out to the girl, gathering her red hair in two hands, picking up most of the actively rising strands on the way. Fingers began to skillfully intertwine hair between themselves, forming a rather dense braid on the girl's shoulder.
- Please braid your hair, it's rising," Taekhyon mumbled with a clear dyspnea in his voice, and it's only now that the guy probably had to run through all the streets separating them for a very long time because he was probably already at home.
- You're just some kind of hero," stared at the young man Narim, and the guy was so amazed that he even stopped braiding his red hair. His cheeks were blushing, burning, and his self-consciousness wasn't bad enough with the word "hero" alone.
- Then... I'll walk you home? - The guy scratched the back of the head awkwardly and looked down into the asphalt.
- Can I come with you?! - A girl abruptly grabbed Taekhyong's jacket sleeve, pulling someone else's hand.
Narim's beseeching look was quite understandable and obvious, and Tae slightly realized that one way or another, he would have to take in his frightened girlfriend today. But a bad feeling didn't leave him, because what if what he was so afraid of would happen right in front of her eyes? Will she be scared?
- The worst thing behind, the rush was already there - the guy was stretching out in a soft smile, laying his palm on the girl's shoulder - now you can breathe, everything is fine ...
- Please, please! - Narim cried out again, and Tae-young was shaking his head off. - Till the tide. Only until the tide... Can I come with you? Just one night. And even if the tide happens at night, I will go home right away, really. I don't want to be a burden, but while the water is around...
- Friends don't leave each other behind," the guy exhaled with a smile on his lips.
Around his neck, the girl's hands were wrapped around his neck in a ring, and a grateful coward hung on someone else's chest. Taehonu wanted to hug back too much, but she couldn't help but think, "What if?
"to be continued in the next part"
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