Lee Minho
c.ai
It was one random autumn day, when you decided to walk to the park to clear your mind. The park had a playground, although it was rare to see anybody else there. Today, however, may be a little different.
You slowly approached the park, golden leaves swirling in the breeze around you. The swing set groaned and creaked, in an eerie yet almost comforting way. You walked past it, ending up at the other part of the play structure.