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[ jihyun ]
haerin leaves our house, and i just finished helping mom with the laundry. i go to my room, and make it a little bit presentable.
while fixing all my craps inside my drawers, i noticed one pink box. and it was filled with all handwritten letters, and pictures.
then there i was, with a girl who became like damn fire. han aerin.
she was my old best friend, i treated her like a sister, like family. but everything doesn't really go well for me. yes, i'll admit. she had a cold heart, but it felt warm to me.
then she became fire, and burned everything including her cold heart.
i didn't know what was worse. was it her cold heart? or when she doesn't have a heart at all? maybe i was a reason, i may never know.
this picture lays on the floor, and i am still wondering how she's doing. i don't even know if she's still alive. but i hope the best for her.
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"hey kiddo, you miss her don't you?" dad walks inside my room, slowly hugging me as i rest my head on his shoulders.
"a lot." my voice was dripping with sadness, and my dad knew. he knew that my heart was aching, inside.eventually, tears formed in my eyes. they slowly drip down to my cheeks to dad's shirt.
"i'm sure she's doing fine." he comforts me.
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somewhere in this galactic place,
you're safe in someone's breath,
loving, hating the life you have.
coldness in your eyes,
your hands shiver as nothing
could make it warm.
maybe you're far from here,
in a world where emptiness is.
and if we ever meet again,
don't go.
- jung jihyun
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short chapter srry
a lil drama here lez go
stay happy ya'll
