09 | VISIT
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"Soobin, let's get going," Beomgyu bumped his shoulder as he passed by me and shoot a backward glance. With a lowered head, I followed him and hopped on the bus that just arrived.
I silently sat by the window and fixed my eyes on the road.
"Hey," Beomgyu called, "It'll be alright," and gave me a reassuring smile. Moments later, we dropped off and entered a building.
I was holding a yellow garbera and forced my feet to walk up the stairs. My chest felt heavier and heavier every time I take a step. Beomgyu placed his hand at my back and caressed it. I tried to hold back my tears but it kept on rolling down my face.
We reached the room and I couldn't help but to feel pain and longing as I stare at the number of urns in the room. Beomgyu guided me to a specific urn.
My vision went blurry as I saw his name and his smiling face on a photograph. I couldn't believe that he's not with us. I couldn't believe that he's gone.
It's impossible. I refuse to believe that he's gone. We talked on the phone that day. He could not be dead.
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blue twilight | yeonbin ✓
Short Story❝ 아름답고 슬프다. ❞ [ it's both beautiful and sad. ] [ STATUS : COMPLETED ] //txt yeonbin/soogyu written by gomgyu NOTE: YALL THIS WAS PUBLISHED BEFORE BLUE HOUR AND THIS BOOK RIGHT HERE IS JUST A FREAKING COINCIDENCE! (originally the this title was supp...
