He runs, not caring where he is nor where he is heading. He runs through the streets of Seoul, lost and cold. He has already passed by so many people and all have given him weird looks, but he doesn't care. He just runs where ever his feet take him.

He continues running till he's met with a crosswalk and at the same time the streetlight goes green. It gives him a good opportunity to stop and take a breather. He looks down at his feet to realize he isn't wearing any shoes nor socks, therefore, his feet sting because of the cold pavement. They sting so much that it annoys him.

He sighs as he looks up to meet eyes with another guy at the other side of the street. The stranger looks drunk by the way he's carrying himself. The stranger's eyes seem to be sparkling under the bright moonlight. They're all red and buffy.

They continue looking at each other, staring each other down. Complete strangers but carry the same pain. He doesn't know why but he has this annoying feeling. It's like this stranger isn't any good for him but he doesn't know why. It's too painful to look at him.

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ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ʀɪᴅ ᴏꜰ ɪᴛ, ꜱᴏ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ꜰɪx ɪᴛ, ɪᴛ'ꜱ ʙᴀᴄᴋ! ɪᴛ ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ᴡᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀꜱ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ. ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀɴ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜱᴄʜᴇᴅᴜʟᴇ ꜱᴏ ɪᴛ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ. ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ, ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀ ꜱᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ!

non fancy text; After getting rid of it, so I could fix it, it's back! It probably won't get as much love, but I still love this story. I don't have an update schedule so it will be a while for me to update. (or at least try). Please, give it a second chance!