she sat there, staring at the moon as a cigarette hung lowly against her lips, a small puff of air leaving her mouth with each exhale. dry tears stain her soft, rosy cheeks as the moonlight reflected on them.

leeknow’s thoughts were a mess as he took a swig of soju, feeling miserable as the alcohol made his head fuzzy, in which he loved.

he saw her sitting there, feeling something stir in him. he took a seat next to her. feeling a strange, broken connection with her.