Rakwon Stories

"kiss me, you idiot" My hand reaches out for her arms, pulls her to me, and presses my lips against hers.

' It's still me... but different. ' - As everybody says, grief is the price we pay for love... and Y/N L/N could surely see herself believing it. After losing her best friend on his birthday, the poor girl knew to herself that his death was her wrongdoing. A mistake she could never forget. But the moment she attempts to start over, she sees him again. Junseok Oh. Resurrected from the dead.