Is it really our fate to die at a random moment in our lives? How should we know that we are nearing death? How could life be so unfair? These are the questions that kept running inside my head as I said at the bench where I always hang out. There was this space beside me that remained empty forever, just like my heart. 2 years have passed and the emptiness remained like a stain that could no longer be washed off. -Umji A/n: This have only 2 chapters.