I was feeling a little down today because of the weather.
It was rainy outside, the clouds covering the sun. The one thing that reminded me of Sunoo.
I walked over to Sunoo’s place, knocking on the door.
I was greeted by his mom who gave me a sad smile. “I just want to see him.”
He wasn't home but she nodded as if she understood what I was feeling. I went up to Sunoo’s room, letting myself in.
He wasn’t there laying on his bed, reading a book like he usually does.
I laid on the empty bed, just basking in his scent from the sheets, before crying myself to sleep.
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not the same // heesun au
Short Storythis is just a super short story i wrote last year. it's almost like a poem but not really? i dont really know what type of story this is but i hope you like it anyway
