,,
I feel kinda shitty.
It's nothing much, just thinking about my last conversation with Haejoon.
It may have seemed pretty bad, but it's not that unusual. We often go along just right until something messes up. Until someone messes up.
Until I mess up.
It's nothing much, but it keeps happening.
I'm taking a stroll while rumminating in my head, "it will just pass."
"..."
"?!"
"Eunyung !"
A voice calls out to me, i couldn't hear it because of the daydreaming.
"Eunyung !"
"? Who is i-"
My mom.
It was my mom's voice.
10th november, 3:40 pm.
