This afternoon that guy came to the park again, this time he brought a box containing some stuffs, and that photo again? That girl's picture is never missed, you don't know if she is his girlfriend or his sister, maybe his best friend, all you know is that she's gone, and this park has thousands of memories that they made together, you remember how close they is, the girl always insists on saying that fairies and angels exist, and there you are, flaps your wings to get a closer look at him, yet you keep yourself safe by hiding behind the leaves

“Eunji.. if only you were here, you would definitely tell me about the fairies until the sky turned orange, right?”

He stroke the picture of her with his thumb, a light chuckles escape from him before tears drop into the glass frame of the pic he held

“Your story is ridiculous eunji.. and your death is ridiculous too! You're stupid, why don't you say huh?"

He drops the pic, ruffles his messy hair frustratingly, he looks up at the sky as he continue burst out