today, is just a normal day. no vernon, no irene, no you. what are happening with you guys? you didn't even bother to contact me— well except irene. i still can't talk to her like a normal conversation. well it's awkward for me.
Mr. Hoseok is not around also and i went to studio alone. seems like i am owning this day for me. as usual i used my car, drove there. i was thinking of what to do if i got there. looks like i'm going to continue your portrait.
while driving, i saw you. your with the guy i saw also at the club. looks like you are both having deep talks. when i saw you rode in the car, i don't know what made me follow you.
the car stopped and i saw both of you went out. i looked at the building you entered.
why are you at the police station?
unexpectedly, you went out and walked through your car. i know you know my plate number so i quickly drove back to my studio.
i took a glance at my side mirror where i saw your reflection.
goodbye, hunter.
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Goodbye, Hunter
Short Story❝ you're the reason why there are silhouette dreams and unstitched seams. you're every sonnet i make and the pills i take. you are the one that i love and the one i wish i could have ❞
