𝐼𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝒶𝓈𝓉 𝓉𝓌𝑜 𝓌𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈, 𝐼 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓅𝓅𝑒𝒹 𝓌𝒶𝒾𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓎𝑜𝓊. 𝐸𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝒾𝒻 𝓂𝓎 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓅𝓅𝑒𝒹, 𝐼 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝓉𝑜𝓅 𝓇𝓊𝓃𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊. 𝒥𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝒹𝒾𝒹, 𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓈𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝒾𝓃𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒹𝒶𝓌𝓃 𝒶𝓈 𝒻𝒶𝓉𝑒 𝒹𝓇𝒾𝒻𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓊𝓈 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓎. 𝐹𝑜𝓇 𝓂𝒶𝓎𝒷𝑒 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒶 𝓈𝑒𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒹, 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑒𝓂𝑜𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓈 𝒻𝓁𝑜𝑜𝒹𝑒𝒹 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝑒 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓂𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝓂𝓎 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝓂𝑒𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈. 𝒜𝓈 𝒾𝒻 𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒽𝒶𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝓃𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝓃𝒸𝑒 𝓉𝑜𝓊𝒸𝒽𝑒𝒹. 𝒲𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝒸𝓇𝑜𝓈𝓈 𝑒𝒶𝒸𝒽 𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇𝓈 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓃 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓃𝑜𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓁𝑔𝒾𝒶. 𖤓°⋆.* ･𓂃 ࣪˖ ִ ⋆ ✴︎˚｡ ˚ Sunghoon had the kind of gaze that lingered in one's head for a few nights, and the kind of look poets serenaded about. Kyunghee had imagined every way she could meet him again. From being in the newspaper for being the greatest man, or to visiting the brothel like anyone else. But not here, not like this. She had never liked night times, but whenever she was with him, it makes her wish that it would last forever. Maybe it's the night that ended too quickly- Or maybe they've always been chased by tomorrow's morning dawn. RANK: #1 -warfiction #24 -1950