FIVE. Super-stellar blackholes

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The Art of Getting By
CHAPTER FIVE

The Art of Getting ByCHAPTER FIVE

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Super-stellar blackholes.

10:25 AM
September 2021
HYOSAN HIGH SCHOOL

10:25 AMSeptember 2021HYOSAN HIGH SCHOOL

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JEONG AREUM WAS a star.

She was the personification of a star. The delicate strands of her hair, that mirrored a field of iridescent dahlias, were like the candescent streaks of a blazing star. The expressions that Jeong Areum always held, were ones that softened so tranquilly on her beauteous features. Yet they were also fierce enough, that, it made her have an knack of looking like a star scoring through Space.

However and naturally, all stars cannot roam around Space for eternity. Jeong Areum was a victim of having an uncanny resemblance to a star.

Both Jeong Areum and the stars of 2017, died all too quickly.

In the vast void of Space, when a star falls victim to Death, which is by using up every ounce of its thermonuclear fuel within its core, the core begins to waver, and eventually, it gravitationally collapses inward upon itself.

The star dies.

Afterwards, every bend and corner of a star, scatters across every area of the somber parts of Space. It disintegrates within a supernova explosion.

Thus, a stellar blackhole occurs.

Much like the one that implanted itself within the tissues of Moon Ji-hun's befouled heart.

It was as though a zombie-like gardener, had grown corpse like weeds within his heart, the thorns tore at the surface of Moon Ji-hun's frail heart. A tragic, ruinous stellar blackhole only grew alongside the wounds that imprinted themselves on Moon Ji-hun's heart- leaving it maimed.

"Moon Ji-hunssi, are you ready to cover Class 2-5?"

A distinctive rumble of voices faded into Moon Ji-hun's ears, the black and white visions within his mind, bled into a more vibrant colour as he heard a female voice call out his name. For a moment, a mere second, he thought that he heard his wife obtain his name within her soft, heart-shaped lips, Jeong Areum's voice echoing, echoing melodically through his ears for the-

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