It was a while since I last saw Seokjin hyung and I met him today. Still good looking as ever, as you would say.
"There are times when I miss her," I told him. And I think I caught him off guard.
"When?"
His eyes were dull but the usual smile was there; it almost made it seem as if nothing was wrong.
"Whenever I breathe."
He did not say anything after that.
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Short StoryEverything looks like it is in monotone. Just like a music score, just like a keyboard.
