The Boy In The Mirror

One

There was always someone telling me that there was light at the end of the tunnel, there is a rainbow after the storm and that good things happen to people whom are good. I, being a person who didn't believe in things unless there was proof never once even beckoned to hear more of these cheesy one-liners; well, not until afterwards.

I have to admit that my story isn't all thunder and lightning, there was this ray of sunshine through the dark clouds, too far for me to know but close enough to see. They lied to me to keep me happy, they gave me a reason to breathe for and they believed I'd be okay once they were gone.

This ray of sunshine is the main focus of the tragic story of mine.

His name was Jimin Park.