" The bullet soars through the chilly night air, with a quiet whistle it hits its target, shattering their happily ever after."
Love is only an abstract thought. We think we have it, we feel we need it, yet we can never hold on to it.
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could this feeling of hatred actually be love?
or,
gun breaks up with tinn, unable to handle his boyfriend moving abroad. when tinn returns back years later, there's only hatred left in his heart for gun.