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"hojoon," my mom called out to me.
"we will be leaving daegu tomorrow, okay?" she added.
as a child, the first thing that would tick in my head after such an announcement would be curiosity. "oh, where are we going?"
"to somewhere happy," she simply replied, emphasizing on the word happy. a smile was widely plastered across her face. i was still little back then so no complaint slipped out of my mouth; i was still too little back then to notice that her smile was fake.
we left daegu first thing the next morning and we were slowly approaching the so-called happy place by means of an express bus. for the first few minutes of the ride, i stared out of the window, with still no clue where the bus was heading to. i eventually fell asleep because who wouldn't be drained of thinking? The vehicle may be moving but my thoughts weren't going anywhere.
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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]
