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I saw Jungwon sit in front of my tombstone.
" Hi Jiwoo, " Jungwon said, tears falling against his now paler skin. " I broke up with Heather. My grandmother recovered. "
I tried to reach out and wipe his tears, but I can't.
" I liked you. " Even in death, I can feel my heart race. " I always did. It's just that.....I was foolish. "
" I know, " I said, smiling.
♬
" I liked you before Heather, " I said, not caring if I looked horrible. " I miss you so much, Ji. "
More tears fell.
" How you'd sit in your balcony day by day, how you'd write with your hair tied, and how you looked in my sweater. "
♬
I felt ghostly tears fall on my translucent cheek.
♬
" I hope you're happier there than how you were here. "
And even in the dark, I can see her beautiful smile, as if she were saying,
" I will be "
♬
" I like you too, Jungwon, " I said and took a look at your pitiful face. " I always did. "
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- Heather End -
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Heather | Yang Jungwon
Fanfiction" Next to her, I'm just a ghost. " TW : Mentions of suicide
