"You ... you are my husband ... it is you Yoon Jinyoung"
He looked at me guiltily.
"I'm sorry ... I don't remember you. Who are you? And why are you holding my hand?"
I let go of his hand crying. I'm just a stranger to him.
when rain falls all the trees grow, all the flowers bloom. for han jihyo though, rain caused love between here and her brothers friend to flourish
an ash island fic cuz there rn't enough on him