Stories that you want to read while you're at it.

One day replaced the other, the other the third, and the rest of the week flew by as if in a couple of moments. After the last tide, everything came back to normal again. Study, home, study again. Only Taekhyon came across more often, which couldn't help but rejoice - communication with this guy gave Narim strength. Bought by her literature from the bookstore, she took under the suspicious glance of a young consultant, who was trying to figure out what had happened, but honestly, the girl was not going to answer him...

It was the first night that Narim never dared to close her eyes. Neither did Taekhyon. Except these two had very different reasons. The sofa was laid out and covered with two people lying on opposite sides. They were lying back to back, but there was almost a meter and a half between them. They were both on the very edge so that God forbid they should harass or compromise each other. - Why aren't you sleeping? - was the first to break Tae-young's silence. - How did you know I was awake? - Narim...

Narim sat on a short sofa and looked into the ceiling as Taekhyon rattled in the next room somewhere and tried to build something that smelled like tea. The girl was lying back and looking around fearfully. The feeling of water on the skin was almost invisible, you get used to it if you boil in it all for a long time, but the fear does not disappear, as you do not get used to it, as you do not chase it. It is too uncomfortable to feel constantly in danger, especially when this danger, with its cool captivity, envelops every part of your body...

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...

The front door slammed. Chongguk lowered his head and closed his eyes. His lips were tight, and something was unbearably cracked in the shower. So he was left alone. All alone. No, it wasn't! Not alone. The guy opened his eyes and immediately raised his head, looking angrily at the young man standing nearby with whom Narim returned home. The stranger was still and only looking at the closed door in a confused manner. It was him. He was the one Chongguk saw the day she had a panic attack in the middle of the street...

The yellowish glow of the table lamp painted the table complete with a large sunspot and occupying a good third of its young man, as much as possible decomposed on a wooden surface. It was still light outside, but the white curtains on the windows were too high, and the spacious room was dotted in grey due to the lack of light absorbed by the dense fabric. - So, look, from the beginning of the tide to the full submergence you have about a minute. Since there's no pressure under this kind of water, breathing will be easier," Taekhyon painted on paper to show you what he was talking about...

The last one," Taekhyon Narim's eyes were burned with a warning look. - Or maybe we shouldn't? - The guy swallowed nervously, carefully tracing the girl's hand above his elbow. - I'm sorry," she pressed her lips and at the same second the alcohol-soaked cotton wool sank to the red part of her skin. The old non-residential building was filled with a tearing scream of pain. The people who had accidentally crossed the nearby courtyards had a hundred times regretted that they had chosen this path. It felt as if someone had been caught and tortured in this abandoned building...

*** The university corridors were full of people. The lunch break attracted the largest number of students to these walls, which hurried to fill hungry stomachs. Narim quickly crossed the filled corridors, bypassing dozens, hundreds of students whining back and forth. She had one goal now, and she was just leaving the classroom with her entire course. Chongguk fixed two bags on her shoulder, one of which belonged to Narim, and walked confidently towards the dining room. The girl accelerated her step and blocked the guy's way in one second...

The walls of the clinic were charmingly quiet. Narim might have expected something from this place: individuals screaming from horror and pain with nightmare hallucinations, unbalanced individuals with pupils running from facet to facet, shaking limbs and unconnected speech ... however within the middle of the achromatic passageway, on the bench, she Sabbatum alone, and from the workplace of a shrink to that, she was really sent, couldn't hear one rustle. And whether or not the walls square measure soundproof, or she is that the 1st to be admitted these days...

*** Narim didn't sleep well. Fear wrapped up the girl turning from side to side. Outside the window it was dark, but at heart, it was so restless. And what if the tide comes at night? Will she die? How often do such tides happen at all? How did she curse herself for not wanting to talk to that guy then? She was so short of answers to the crazy number of questions she had that she had visited her head at such a late hour. The screen of her mobile phone, which had lit up in the dark, did not bother to take off the silent mode after the couples...

- Are you gonna tell me? - Narim's voice trembled quietly. - Have a seat," nodded Taekhyon towards the white leather armchair. The guy walked up to a carved wooden table and landed on a stool, pulling the handle of the drawer. Having taken a stack of papers from there, the young man raked up a few newspaper pages lying on top and handed them to the girl. - Look here," he pulled up on a stool closer to Kim's sofa, pointing his index finger at one of the articles on black and white paper. - The article was published about five months ago...

The water was pleasantly close to the skin, concealment a millimeter underneath her horizon. - I do not skills to swim," a woman's voice was detected right adjacent, and Taekhyon lowered his head short, feverishly finding out the supply of sound within the crowd. - I am unable to swim..." he perennial. The guy slowly turned to the sound. within the middle of the walkway, regarding 5 meters away, there was a lady standing afraid to die, and that I assume... Did she see the water too? At an equivalent...