the depth of what it feels like waiting for her to come home was deeper than that of what it feels like waiting for someone who will never return. just as i was about to fall asleep, she enters the room and wraps me in her embrace. and just as i was about to wake up, her touch was already gone and i couldn't even get to see her iridescent eyes, i couldn't even get to kiss her goodbye, i couldn't even get to hug her back before she goes somewhere she never tells me to.
the busy days are just starting and i don't know how long i can hold onto what's left of her since.
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2. white rose 》jeongmi
Short StoryThis is a sequel. Please do not read without reading the first part of the story. First Part is titled "Black Swan".
