You know what hurts worse than separation? Wounds missed. Can't hold or hug anymore... not even to meet. It's too hard to remember loved ones, trying to let go but it's hard to forget. The wound will continue to remain in the heart, like a sword stab that comes repeatedly.

Here Soobin stood, he looked up at the sky which had turned slightly orange in the afternoon, sighing as he put his hands into his thick jacket. The guy raised his head looking at the train tracks in front of him with a thousand hopes. Hoping that the girl he loved would come back carrying a suitcase and running into his arms... But that was impossible. She was gone, shebwould not be found even if Soobin looked for her in every corner of the world.

I'm sorry... I miss you.. really... Soobin stood up with a sad look. His face turned livid remembering his last meeting with his late girlfriend, the last time they had a big fight. If Soobin knew she was leaving, Soobin wouldn't have hurt her. Soobin is filled with guilt, and he is restrained by a murderous longing. The smell of railroad tracks only permeates the cold air and tragedy.

**[ WELCOME TO THE TXT AU! CHOI SOOBIN IS HERE! HAPPY DREAMING MY BELOVED MOA<3 ]**