- "Chest filled with euphoric emotions, may I hold you accountable for doing such things to my heart?" It never was easy in the first place. Life made sure of that, yet he wants nothing more but to reach out to that beacon of life despite being darkness and despair himself. To reach that fresh hue of wine that slides down to his shoulders, hold those slender yet warm fingers, to be able to feel something from him. But Choi Han could only watch from the side. With his new profound like in literature-he writes and writes his log of emotions. The chaotic stream of painful longing yet soft determination of loving. Choi Han waits for the world- no, his world to look at him then maybe, he'll say it out loud. *** ChoiCale Fanfiction. [HOH SERIES#1]