The hum of the city and the sound of crickets were the only things filling the devastating silence. Not because of its discomfort, but because sometimes so much love makes our chests want to explode.

Shin was by your side, the two of you sitting on a cold bench, facing the river that reflected a full moon on an autumn night.

Timidly, your hands intertwine with his, bringing a strange warmth into their young, trembling bodies.