"Why did you resign all of a sudden, Yeonjun?"
I haven't left my house since a month.
I just sit here and stare at the opposite wall.
He wasn't alive.
He was just a dream.
Dream that would probably be never real.
He is gone.
Far away.
And I was able to do nothing.
I feel worthless.
Only if I was even a little early, I could've saved him.
But he is dead and gone.
And will never return.
'I can't take this anymore.'
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FanfictionHe has some deep scars. But he is healing. Healing for him.