he was the living embodiment of all the unexplored waters in the world. they told me not to get too involved with him for it comes with great costs.
"he may be the sea but beware for it is not his waves that will kill you; it's your own tears that will drown you," they once warned. but, as much as i'd hate to implore it, there was something so safe about his hazel brown eyes that has been convincing me that he'd wipe my eyes dry just to save me.
they told me not to love him because loving him would be like dynamite fishing; he was the sea, i was the fisherman and our love would play the role of a dynamite for it is destructive for both parties. but how could you not drown from his melody when his voice was as deep as the cyan dyed sea?
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t h a l a s s a 《jookyun》
Fanfictionhe was not just the rain; he was the source of it. he was thalassa, the deep blue sea. [lowercase fully intended]
