Throat Knife | Y.Jw

In a world where the dead rises to life once again the last living people are spread out over the land and there is long between them. In which almost all fateful meetings start with a knife to the throat. "Not this shit again." "Who are you?" "Obviously alive, isn't that what matters at these times? Now I'd appreciat...

dear beomgyu,

hello, beomgyu. how are you doing? do you still remember me? it's me. i'm still waiting for you. i'm still holding on to your promise. [ 𝚃𝚇𝚃 𝙵𝙰𝙽𝙵𝙸𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 ]