THE RIGHT TIME - renjun

discontinued. + the last chapter.

hello, hello

it's been a while, hmm

i'm sorry for the delay in updates in the very chaotic, and crazy love lives of renjun and hwa young. despite having their love clearly written out in the early planning stages of this book, i have come to a writers block with them.

as unfortunate as it is, it is very difficult for me to write for them in this context.

i'm not sure how it has happened but i have fallen out of love with their love story and have no
motivation to write their story anymore.

so, i will be discontinuing this series. but instead of leaving you dry with no conclusion, i will be publishing the moment they say i love you. the rest and empty can be filled in with your imagination :)

i apologize for my lack of commitment and love for this series. but i do not think i will be able to do it the justice it deserves, esp with such an iconic pair as hwa young and renjun.

so, to the last of their love,

the last chapter of,

the right time.

** UNEDITED **

song for this chapter:
colette lush - say less

"'won't you let me love you blind?"

unedited.

LAST CHAPTER
is this where we end?

They were at the look out. The very same lookout Hwa Young and her family would visit, every year on her birthday. The same gravel and dirt ground that she had walked numerous of times on, the steel, rusty rails that had been standing for years and the same beautiful view of the ocean of her grandmother's hometown stretching across the horizon right in front of her.

Hwa Young could feel her knees buckle at the familiarity overwhelming her body. The chill, crisp morning wind nipped at her pale skin, but she couldn't care.

She couldn't bring herself to scold her past self for denying Renjun's attempts to dress her warmly. Urging away his suggestions of sweats and one of his heavenly-scented sweaters that fit more like a dress than a top.

Regardless of her arms and legs bearing the early cold from wearing denim shorts and a square neck blouse, her face felt hot. As she shakily brought her left hand up to her mouth- covering her parted lips- Hwa Young could feel the warmth of her cheek radiate to her palm.