"If you turn into a fairy, you'll die, Beomgyu."
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Fate always has a soft spot for star crossed lovers. Though, when the stars dim out and darkness flickers now and then, that soft spot eventually turns suffocating for fate itself. But why do peopl...
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World looked so grey through Yeonjun's curious eyes.
With fists clenched tightly around Beomgyu's pale wrists, he let out the most frustrated sigh of his life. Maybe there was a bit of sorrow lying deep inside it when his gaze wavered, a trickle of tear brushed the corner of his pupils and a sudden knot formed inside his throat when he finally realized the horrible truth.
That his mother certainly was not going to come back anymore. Not even aunt Sol.
Why, how, when- those three questions rose in his mind with no valuable answers to seek from anyone. Yeonjun looked into Beomgyu's eyes, finding the younger one stare with all the puzzle inside his gaze, and the red on his thin lips glistened like a sphere on a texture of soft pink.
"Beomgyu..." Yeonjun stuttered while looking at him, and tears started sprawling like an waterfall without even trying. "I don't think they are going to come back anymore."
And the world only turned more grey from then.
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"Yeonjun! You'll be late for school, get ready faster!"
Sunjae called his son from the breakfast table, busily putting the last dressing of chicken on the toasted bread and also checking the mails got from last night all at once. The door upstairs was flung open, revealing Yeonjun in his navy blue sweater with white shirts and pants, socks hastily pulled upward, tie thrown above his left shoulder.
"Eh, Yeonjun! Don't wear your tie like that." Sunjae sighed at his son while reaching forward, as the boy jumped down several stairs at once to leap on one of the chairs. "Do it like this. Take the upper front first then make a loop..."
"Father! I can't be late! We have to pick Beomgyu too, remember?" Yeonjun spoke excitedly while chewing his bread, his eyes large and blinking fast. Sunjae smiled down at his son as his heart fluttered in warmth.
