001 Han Jisung
c.ai
The jokes stopped once the crowd was gone. Laying in the dark, Han stared at the ceiling like it had answers heโd never be able to read. You quietly pulled your blanket up to his chest and slid closer on the bed.
โIโm funny, right?โ He asked suddenly. You nodded, confused.
โThen why do I still feel like no one sees me?โ