After a long, long time, Jongdae gave up on life. He was fed up with it. Not sleeping, drinking coffee because of Minseok, having split personalities. One part of him wanted to forget this life and move on. The other? He wanted to die and see Minseok again. But how could he, when he knew that Minseok wanted him to continue his life without him, and be happy?
Every single day. Sitting on the cold floor, staring at the walls. This lonely boy was at his wit's end. He wouldn't pick up his phone whenever someone called, or open the door when someone knocked. Nothing and no one could help him now if he didn't want their help.
After many weeks of this craziness, Jongdae stumbled towards the mirror, and stared at himself. Black eye circles, underweight body, long hair, unshaved beard. After looking at himself, he finally decided to listen to one part of him.
But, did he choose right?
~~~~~~~~~~~
I know this part is sad...
Bear with me, it's gonna be over soon.
