Chapter 1

Emma

"Emma, where are you going?" I could hear Seol say. She was standing righ behind me and as she talked she put her hand on my shoulder.

"I don't really feel like partying tonight Seol, I'm sorry." It was Friday and Seol, a friend from school, were having a party with a few of our friends. Everybody around me had a really great time, dancing and talking, but I just didn't want to party tonight. I was feeling rather tired and down so I had decided to just leave.

"Are you sure? It won't be the same if you leave!" I looked around. Nobody was noticing us by the door and I felt sure that nobody would feel bad about me leaving.

"Look I'm sorry Seol but I just have a lot on my mind tonight. I will call you tomorrow?" Seol sighed and then said: "Okay, be careful on your way home". She looked sad about me leaving but i couldn't help to feel relieved as I left her house.

It was dark outside and only the street lamps and the moon light up the road as I started to walk in the direction of my appartment. It was very cold outside. I could feel it down to my bones and I wrapped my jacket tight around me. As I breathed white smoke came out of my mouth. In hopes of staying warm I had put on my warmest pink cap and on my hands soft woolen mittons with small hearts before I left for the party. But I barely noticed the cold, I had other thoughts in my head.

I often heard from others that I was a warm and caring person when you got to know me. Many people who didn't know me thought I was a bit weird. I always dressed in colourful clothes, put on not that much makeup, but in colours like neon pink or turquoise, and put my hair up in complicated buns and such. When I was with others I used to laugh a lot, often to my own jokes, which people found strange. But even so, it was easy for me to meet new friends.

I was an exchange student at a school in Korea. I had been in Korea for almost two months and I had settled in nicely. I really loved the culture and people, it was very diffrent from where I grew up. I had met a lot of friends at school and Seol was the closest of them. From the first moment I met Seol I could feel as if we were going to be great friends. Seol was a very pretty and fun girl. She smiled a lot and we had the same, silly humor. She was very genuin and she weren't afraid of making herself look like a fool. Seol was very popular with the boys but she was never full of herself thinking that she was prettier than anybody else. I really liked that. I was so glad and thankful for my friends but sometimes I was feeling lonely. I was feeling homesick and I didn't feel like sharing my feelings that day and I didn't want to be a party-pooper making the party boring for everybody else and that was why I left so early.I was missing my family back in Sweden, I needed some alone time to think about them.

On the way from Seols house to my small apartment there was a park. It was a very beutiful place, or atleast I thought so. I was a small park with big trees along the edges of the park, with a small grass lawn in the middle. I used to imagine what the place would look like in the summer, with the big, green trees surounding the playing children and the grass welcoming everybody to lie back and relax on the soft green bed. Across the lawn were the small footpath which I walked on. On the sides there were a few, small parkbenches with doodle and scribble all over them. I looked up at the big trees. The branches were hanging down towards the ground, looking cold with the absence of leaves. I loved this place. I looked around, just thinking, when I suddenly realized it had started to snow. I looked up in to the big sky and saw small snowflaked falling fast toward the ground. It reminded me of home and I suddenly started to feel a little lighter in my heart. I kept walking and were soon out of the park.

I looked at my watch. 11.06. I realized it was starting to get late and increased my pace. I was almost at home. I only had to cross a bridge, walk down one block and then there were my appartment. I was feeling tired and started thinking about my bed when suddenly I saw a black silhouette further down my way. At first I didn't think about it and looked away but I felt a weird sensation in my belly so I looked up towards the silhouette once again.

There, on the railing off the bridge, stood a young man. I had gotten rather close without him or me realizing the other person's excistance. My first impression was that he was handsome, but I didn't get a close look because I relized what he was doing. He was looking down into the water with a strange expression on his face. He held his right hand on his chest as if he was trying to feel his heartbeats. He then closed his eyes and moved his head upwards. I could see him take deep breaths. Suddenly I could the corners of his mouth move, and a smile lit up his face. I felt my heart start pumping really hard against my chest. "What were he doing?" I questioned myself. "Was he GOING TO JUMP?!" Fear gripped me and I started to panick. "What should I do?" My breathing became faster and I felt numb. My brain worked freneticly and I made a quick decision and quietly started to run towards the man.

Seung gi

Seung gi was completly alone. In the distance he could hear cars but otherwise it was comletly quiet. He stood on a bridge and looked down into the cold, black water which slowly moved way down there under his feet. He closed his eyes and moved his right hand to his chest, serching for his heart. He could feel the slow beats but on the inside he felt completly cold. He felt as if he was hollow and dead. He felt a tear fall down on his cheek. He closed his eyes and serched for his heart, or rather for his soul,he wanted to feel alive but unable to do so. He let out a sigh and slowly opend his eyes again. Once again he looked down into the black water. Suddenly he got an urge to climb up on the railing.

He slowly and carefuly started climbing up and as he did he started to feel something inside off him, He came up and now he stood looking down into the river. As he looked down he felt his whole body pump with adrenaline. He knew that only a small step forward would mean death. He put his hand over his heart once again and now he could feel it pumping and his whole body was reacting to the kick. He closed his eyes and let the feeling overpower him. It was a thrilling feeling filling his whole body. Even though he still couldn't find his soul, atleast he felt something. Slowly a smile played on his face.

He was so focused on this thrilling feeling that he could not hear the voice behind him calling. Suddenly he felt something grabbing him from behind; pulling him backwards with a force so strong he lost his balance and fell backwards. Fear gripped him as he fell and he felt as if everything moved in slowmotion. He closed his eyes waiting for the ground to hit him hard in the back.