you didn't show up
so I decided to leave
my heart is aching
the fact that I couldn't say goodbye to you
"Is it possible that you are there in the city? Waiting for me to arrive at the train station? "
time is ticking...
I stand up and climbed down
Mrs. Williams greeted me
"Yves, why are you here? Your father is waiting for you"
"I'm waiting for someone Mrs. William. By the way, have you seen a guy the same age as me?"
those sentences throw a shock at me. almost making me shiver.
"No, nobody has ever played in this place ever since. 30 years ago Mr. Rohan Anglo's son was killed in that exact treehouse"
don't mention it...
"his name is Jimin"
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hello! I wrote this story around early 2019 and decided to publish it again. this story depicts a clear embodiment of my former self. very nostalgic...
I miss being a freshman in high school. I had nothing to worry about. the feeling of staying late on cold nights covered with thick blanket and reading fanfictions makes me want to be in those moments again.
