The sound of the silent breeze blowing on the beach felt refreshing. Not knowing what happened this time, I felt at peace. There is no better peace than this. Not long after all the tiredness continued to gnaw at my body, I felt relieved. At that time, I was just standing right in front of the thing I hated the most. The sight of people who kept coming with the misery that I didn't want to see. However, all that disappeared instantly as soon as I pulled myself away from the atmosphere. This time I only saw the expanse of the ocean filled with the sound of waves. Without me realizing something started to approach. When I took a picture of this view, suddenly my heart beat fast as if lightning had struck. At this time, right beside me there was a figure that looked familiar. From her hair to her toes I felt like I had seen her before but didn't know where. In addition, her sharp gaze seemed to provide a long-forgotten memory. My mind started to get confused for a moment. This was not like usual. Why did it feel so torturous. The girl then looked at me with a look that seemed surprised. The sharp gaze gave the impression of feeling uncomfortable. But again I couldn't look away. It was like a magic that kept on sticking to me as I tried to avoid it. Not long after, the girl started talking to me.
“Oh, that camera looks unique. Do you like analog cameras?” The girl said in a soft tone. Her eyes seemed to sparkle.
“Ah, you're right. This is one of my collections.”
“I see. So you’re a collector. I thought photography was just a hobby. Turns out it’s not.”
“Yeah. I guess that's true.”
“What? I was just joking.”
"It doesn't matter."
“By the way, it’s very peaceful here. It feels peaceful to see the waves and the view of the ocean.”
“You’re right. That’s why this is the best spot to capture the moment.”
“Moment huh? Wow, that sounds interesting. Oh, it’s time. I have to go. See you,” the girl said and left me.
'Ah, you're gone. What's this?' Yarel muttered.
Although the coincidence was really strange, I didn't expect it to be that easy. Unlike what I always wanted, which sometimes came late. This seemed full of surprises. My world, which was only filled with boring things, I didn't expect there to be something interesting. Suddenly I also remembered that today I had something to do somewhere else. I quickly left the beach. On the way, my mind was still spinning with various questions about the girl. Strangely, I felt even more curious. Meanwhile, this time it was in another place. The crowd of people who had been waiting for someone seemed to be getting frustrated.
“Hey, come on, where is your friend? Isn’t it time? Why isn’t he here yet?” A man grumbled, continuing to grumble.
"Ah, actually we've told him but he's probably on his way here," said the man who works at the studio.
“Seriously! The photo session should have started a long time ago.”
“Ah, sorry for the delay.”
The atmosphere was getting chaotic. Not long after that I came and met them all in this place.
'Damn. That idiot just came now,' said the man working there in his heart.
“Where have you been, damn it?!”
“Sorry. There are some things that need to be taken care of first,” I said calmly.
Even though they looked upset, there were a few things I had told them. It was just that time was always against me. This time I had to really try to work on this project as best as I could. Nothing ever went smoothly. Honestly, I felt like this world was no longer peaceful. The things I feared often happened. At the same time, I also felt like everything was very chaotic. Nothing really changed for the better even in this time. I felt something was wrong. However, there was nothing I could do to deal with it. It felt really strange. When night came, I was the same as usual. Something was different. My mind started to get messed up again. I don't know why this always came to me. To the point where I felt a little frustrated. There was something strange that always came to me, the longer it felt, the stranger it was. I used to think that maybe this was just my hallucination. Strangely, I didn't find anything that made me sure of my thoughts. Honestly, this was very torturous. Some things passed quickly. Time kept going. Even though I was still the same. There was nothing different from every second. This did sound like irony. When I opened my eyes, all I saw was silence. The apartment I had lived in for so long felt empty.
“Why is my mind in such a mess again?” Yarel muttered.
Meanwhile, at this time in another place. A girl who had just come home, suddenly felt something was wrong. At the same time, the face that previously looked cheerful now turned sad. Apparently there was something that made the girl's tiny heart feel tired. The girl's name was Sofie. Today Sofie went somewhere before finally meeting Yarel by chance on the beach. Unfortunately, there was no more detailed information about that person. This time Sofie looked at the room that looked quiet and then not long after that began to lie down.
'Gosh, today was quite tiring,' Sofie muttered to herself.
Day after day continued to pass. This time right in Yarel's apartment. The atmosphere was so calm but quite noisy. The noise of his neighbors who had been noisy since morning until now could still be heard. Having finished with his morning activities, Yarel sat down while watching television. The news that appeared was always the same. They told a case that was quite boring. Not long after that, his cellphone rang. Yarel quickly answered the call which turned out to be his friend named Mathias.
“Hello?” said Yarel.
“Yo. Yarel. How is it? Have you heard the news?”
“What news? What are you talking about?”
“Ah, damn, it was already announced in the chat group. Did you intentionally not read it?”
“What? Wait a minute. Wow, so this isn’t just empty talk.”
“Damn it. So you think that’s bullshit? You’re so bad.”
"I wonder how? Because this looks like the bullshit of an opinionless bastard."
“Come on, don’t tease me like that. This is a serious matter.”
"What is going on?"
“Someone just submitted a new project in the middle of this commotion. Do you know what that means?”
“We're going to have a bad experience.”
“You’re right. That’s why, do you mind?”
“Hmm, I guess this is quite interesting. It just so happens that I have nothing else to do.”
“Good. If that’s the case, then we all agree.”
“Yes. You are right.”
“By the way, are you really free?”
“Why do you ask that?”
“Yeah. It’s nothing.”
“Enough. It’s time to go to the gym.”
“Oh my. Okay.”
In my mind this is really scary. How can I agree to something that is really annoying. But there's nothing wrong with me doing some things that should be a routine without stopping. Not only that, every time I breathe I don't know why I always think about that girl. It feels like I can't forget it. Like someone I see very often. But it's also quite strange if I suddenly remember that memory.
“Damn. It’s always like this,” Yarel muttered.
An hour passed. From here there are many things that are very strange. Many things that can not be controlled. When together with the forgotten memories, my mind suddenly froze. It seemed to come without stopping. I felt a pulse that felt alive. Of course the answer is because this is my own pulse. Today many things also happened. Projects that continue to come without stopping. I am quite tired of all this but strangely this does seem fun. Just one is finished and a new one will come. So on and on without stopping.
“Gosh. This is tiring,” Yarel said.
“Are you ready to give up?” asked someone who had just approached him.
“Oh, Deon.”
“I heard you just got lucky.”
“What else are you talking nonsense about?”
“I don’t think it’s bullshit. Honestly, that’s more or less what I’ve heard from other people.”
"Do you believe what they say?"
“Not sure. That’s why I asked you. Is it true?”
“Come on. Don’t ask such troublesome things. Luck or whatever doesn’t exist.”
“Okay. I understand. Oh yeah, don’t forget you have to do all your parts today.”
"Yes of course."
"Don't miss anything."
"I know it."
'Everyone has been so noisy lately,' Yarel muttered to himself.
Nothing is expected to come without a reason. Everything seems to be destiny. Some things are so fleeting. Strangely I feel this is not a problem. I don't know what it is and how to deal with it. Everything is abstract. Many things are similar to memories that I have seen but I don't know if this is true or just a mirage. It's time for everything to be clear. But again it is always tightly closed. This curiosity continues to flare up. I imagine a side that I have never seen before right in front of me. I have long felt that this is a bad thing that often happens. Just imagining it makes me shudder.
“Is this the time?”
“What are you talking about?” Dean asked, then approached me again.
“Damn. Who did I think you were? Why did you just come?”
“Strange. You’ve been acting very suspicious all this time. Are you hiding something?”
“Nothing. I think you just saw things wrong.”
“Really? But it seems like a lie.”
"What?"
“Ah, it’s nothing. It turns out you were in trouble.”
“Don’t act unnecessarily or I’ll kill you.”
“Come on. That sounds so cruel. Do you remember Kenzie?” Deon’s words immediately made Yarel speechless.
“Please don't talk about unnecessary things.”
“Ah, okay. I guess it really wasn’t on purpose. Come on, don’t take it too personally,” Deon said and then left Yarel who was still stunned.