those eyes || Kim Mingyu
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"Sometimes, it takes losing everything to find the one person who makes you whole again."
Mingyu woke up in a hospital bed, haunted by the weight of a shattered past and consumed by an unbearable emptiness. Life had lost its meaning, and the thought of moving forward seemed impossible. But just when he had resigned himself to the void, a stranger entered his life-a person with a light so radiant that it pierced through the darkness he had wrapped himself in.
Through gentle words and unwavering presence, they slowly helped Mingyu piece himself back together. They taught him to smile again, to hope again, and, most importantly, to love again.
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