A n attempt at describing the heart....................
you are loved,....not just because I love you
you are prized, adored and maybe even desired...
but of this circumstance I have nothing to do at all-
because, it isn't because I treasure you...is it?
I don't remember when I had made my first wish,
but I do remember the light, the faint glow of the shooting star
as it died down from a blaze to oblivion...
above the lake,..in the starry sky;
But today after so many daysI suddenly  desire for the light so much...
I don't want it upon my eyes though,
but I'd want it upon  your heart, I'd want your heart to be
a mirror of this wish that's a part of me...
but I've sailed quite far now I think.....and I do not have an anchor ,
and if you'd like to strike at the roots of the lonely rose in winter,
it would not hesitate to wilt I believe
No-I'm not asking you to rummage through the past
Yes,....you can forget me at last......
but the dream doesn't know the anchor is lost,
...it keeps on struggling--struggling to reach the shore..
I've stopped trying to tether it ,..
But ,someday or the other, it needs to know,
That you are loved,....not just because I love you so................................
Riverfield, a beautiful town by the ocean, is home to the prestigious Decelis Academy.
It's also home to seven boys with a secret: they may simply seem like players of the famous sport, Nightball, but they're actually vampires.
To escape from their dark past, they try to lead normal lives as students - other than the occasional hitch since their rival Nightball team happens to be made up of werewolves. But in the end, these seven friends always find strength in each other.
Until one day, a new transfer student with curious strength causes the boys' forgotten past to slowly unravel.
DARK MOON: THE BLOOD ALTAR with ENHYPEN
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Original story: HYBE
Co-planning: HYBE / NAVER WEBTOON