SEOUL, 02:17
( JANUARY 18, 2017 )
3 missed calls! 4 new messages!
HIS phone that was on the bedside table lit up, illuminating the inky and cold room, but he was far too fatigued to check the notifications and turned a deaf ear to it.
he stirred on the bed and clung to her closely as if he scared he will be deprived of her. his pair of soft lips turned upwards, allowing the warmness of her body to flow on his frigid body and thinking the girl he hugged was her.
