the war has passed, there were many corpses, but the most important thing is that you are both alive. one fine day the war started and even you and Jisung didn’t know what to do, because you weren’t warned about the war. All your classmates and all the pilots were attacked and some were dead, but that was in the past. It had been a week since the war and you and Jisung were with a group of survivors, searching for others alive among the rubble and chaos, you stayed together. your hand was injured, so you didn’t do anything serious, and Jisung helped you, holding you next to him and not letting go of one somewhere else. you lived in tents near the place where the war took place, continuing the search for survivors. you felt comfortable with each other, but it’s surprising that you feel freedom and that you don’t have to sacrifice yourself. after everything that happened, you found a place where you found peace. The whole group of you who survived wandered the earth, looking for a place where you could survive and found it. It's been exactly a year since you were free.

Jisung sat by the windowsill, looking at the sky and imagining what would have happened if they had not survived or something had happened. he sighs quietly, hearing footsteps behind him, feeling your presence, he looked at the floor, quietly muttering.. “why aren’t you sleeping..?” he asked, to which you only quietly replied that you couldn’t sleep. Jisung chuckled quietly, turns his head and pulled you towards him.. “Go to bed, I’ll join you a little later..” he whispers, kissing your forehead.