Cold Summer (Oneshot)

Cold Summer (Oneshot)

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[Completed] Every summer was like a typical summer for a pianist girl named 'Winter Hapsburg.' One evening, Winter encountered a poor boy vomiting in a fast food chain. Worried about the poor boy's condition whose vomiting excessive amount of blood. They flew to the hospital, only to find out that the boy was suffering to a lifelong disease called 'Friedriech's Ataxia' and a worse case of G6PD. The two became close to each other. Not minding the death that lingers to the boy. Winter wait until the next summer. Nor a glimpse of the boy was seen. Too bad for the both of them... This summer was not typical at all. It was a cold summer for a broken heart of Winter.
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Kim Dokja is sick, really sick. He can't bring himself to tell his family and Yoo Joonghyuk Sneak Peak Kim Dokja swayed as he walked his mind was racing. How would he say goodbye? He felt like his heart was being carved out. "I'm going to die?" he thought and looked up at the sky, the sun was harsh and blaring. "I don't want to die." he looked down at the ground balling up his fists. Suddenly he was a child again, his dad left him at the park to grab a drink and Kim Dokja was left alone in the night his crys heard by no one except himself. He pushed himself to his house. The calendar next to the door caught his eye. The dates were bright and scribbled on with crayons. "The festival.." He lingered on the date. It's almost a month away. "I won't tell them now, I can't." he sat limply on the couch in a daze. He didn't know how long he sat there in silence until his kids came home. "We're home!" The door opened and light flooded in along with his two kids.

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