lilly_otv
Summary
Touch. What is it?
Can people really touch someone without actually touching them? Is it possible?
• Jeongguk : Can you touch me? Just once? Please? (He pleaded, eyes brimming with tears)
• Taehyung : I touched your heart, didn't I?
Standing on the edge of the terrace on the top floor of an imposing building, Jeongguk thought about jumping. Maybe ending it wouldn't be such a bad choice, not after the heartbreak, after with everything happening to him.
His eyes, blurred with tears, looked down. The cars looked like tiny toys from the terrace of the 6th floor.
"I failed, haven't I?" (Jeongguk whispered to himself, choking back a sob)
Did he actually fail? Or did the people around him fail him?
• He stepped closer, inch by inch, toward the very edge. His mind was made up. Until... a voice cut through the silence.
• "Oi"
• "You couldn't get along with humans, you think you'll get along with ghosts? Tch."
• "Come down from the edge." (A guy, around his age, maybe a little older. Hands in his jacket pockets, watching him.)
{English is not my first language, so please forgive me if I make any grammatical mistakes. }
A short story written by Lily.