Han River, 10 December 2018
Her feet stepped on the snow Although its been the fourth year she comes here alone without her parents . Irene complains.
The silence over her. She needs a friend. Whenever she's alone, she remembered the time she came with her mom and dad . Her tears ran through her cheeks. She missed them very much.
A person's voice blazed off Irene's rapture. She wiped her tears off. It looks like a man is smiling sweetly towards her. Irene's brow furrowed. Curious.
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The Guy I met on Winter
RomanceMaybe it is deja-vù. Or is it "love". Maybe winter is the reason. Or maybe you are the reason Im not going. . . . . . . . .
