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16 October 2017 //

it's raining.

his presence.

i could feel it.

his string and mine is faint.

but it's still there.

he's somewhere near.

but where could he be?

just then, the sounds of footsteps follow from behind me.

i stopped the swing as soon as the rain stopped.

i looked up, it wasn't the rain that stopped.

it was an umbrella.

his umbrella.

"jimin."

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