nothing like us, taekook English version

- "The hand of time touched us."

As I said, I was very confused and my hands were frozen and started to tremble softly because of the tension that followed this surprise, but I did not show anything despite these facts, and despite my excitement that caused my stomach juice to rise up to my throat, I greeted him calmly.

Yes, I did that, and I even shook hands with him as I was crushed by the weight of the confused and so scared gaze that hovered over my face.  Unlike before, he wasn't a good actor this time and I could read everything he felt from his gaze.  He was as puzzled as I was, but I had no idea what he was so surprised at.

He might have been surprised by my long hair, for example, because I always had my hair cut short because of the rules in high school, like his face, which I constantly mocked by saying that it was full of holes, that I had many parts of my face pierced or, I don't know, tattooed because I did not like it because of the opinion in the society and I kept on the middle part of my lower lip.  He might have been surprised by the sign.

Perhaps he was surprised that, contrary to what he had expected, I instantly cried out about the past.  Obviously, we both had quite a lot of reasons to be surprised, and even if we weren't side by side with the passage of time, those reasons were leading to me, and if I was not like him, I stopped questioning what he was surprised at.

When I found the glass full of coke in front of me, my gaze that had not left the window for minutes and my throat that started to ache because of its drying, I grasped the glass after just a second and took large sips of the cola, which I felt very clearly burning my throat.  When my tongue started to roll over my lips moistened by cola with the big glass moving away from my lips, I put the glass back.

Jimin hyung, who was sitting right in front of me and kept the conversation with the subjects he opened for minutes, said, "The only thing that does not change is the silence of Jeongguk," as I was relieved of the fact that acid burns my throat.  My gaze quickly found the slightly grinning face of Jimin hyung as he said, causing all the voices at the table to silence and everyone's attention to concentrate on me.

Not when I was accomplishing something, but in the middle of an ordinary conversation or when I entered an environment later, the gaze turned on me, which had been tiring me for years and pulling all my self-confidence.  We were at one of those moments now, and most importantly, his gaze was also in the swirling glances.  Still, I tried not to reveal anything, and I smiled slightly like Jimin hyung as my stomach made my trousers choke, despite the belt I was wearing on the waist, because of the tension I felt, but there was a clear difference between our smiles;  On the contrary, I was not smiling sincerely, and the aching tingle of my lip edges climbing towards my cheeks was the greatest proof of this.

Through my curling lips he said, "I am not silent, just your senile conversation has not been around."  I let out a deeply relaxed exhalation with my very sincere and in no way tense voice, I did not want it to be noticed that I was nervous, and I would have a nervous breakdown if I did not give my facial expression in any way, but my voice was hitting it.  "There's only one age between us!"  "What difference does it make?" As my eyebrows rise with Jimin, who was spoken of false anger at the spill of my lips.  I said mockingly as if I had sworn to annoy him.  "Your soul is rotten."

Well, all my conversation with the others at the table was almost just that long, and God knows I didn't regret it at all because I didn't really want to talk while I was feeling Taehyung's eyes on me.  Deep inside, I wonder if I'm screwing something up right now?  It was not pleasant to talk backwards while constantly questioning myself.