Thrown Under The Bus

"I don't feel pain or emotions, really."

"That's sad."

"What?"

"It's sad that you can't experience happiness, sorrow, anger, jealousy, surprise, the content of another, or even love."

...

"I can feel love.

At least it's what I tell myself."

My eyes softened as his face looked more distressed.

"I believe that you can feel. Because you look distressed. You can be sarcastic with me. At rare times when you're being genuine you show compassion in you eyes. So I believe you can show love."

"I believe you just don't think so."

...

"I think it was love."

"At first sight?"

"No,"

"Just love."

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이 책을 읽는 사람이라면 고맙습니다. 감사합니다.

솔직히 말해서 끔찍한 일이지만, 시작했을 때 나는 생각한다 나는 생각한다 케어.

안녕히 가십시오 당분간.

나는 진정으로 희망한다 당신 의지 이 이야기를 즐기십시오.

("Thank you to anyone who reads this story. Really, Thank you.

I think that this is pretty awful but I don't think I cared when I started this story.

Goodbye, for now.

I truly hope you will enjoy this story with me.")

[i really hope my Korean was alright]