After the last text Jeongin recived his heart broke. He thought the boy honestly loved him even though they didn't know each other for real. He felt a pang of sadness.
술잔을 비우니 그리움이 차는구나
그냥 다 지고 볼 걸 왜 난 따지고 봤을까
길가에 버려진 쓰레기봉투까지도
바람에 쓸쓸한 소리를 내He looked out his window rain drops crashing against the window trash bags moving around in the cold wind yet all Jeongin felt was lonliness. He wished to curl into a ball but he couldn't.
나의 백지에 널 좀 덧칠했을 뿐인데
정신 차려보니 이미 한 폭의 그림이 돼
너와 난 핸드폰
떨어지면 고장 날 걸 너도 알잖아
너의 체취만이 날 온전하게 해
어서 날 안아Jeongin looked at his phone. Scrolling through his messages. Nothing not one thing from who he assumed was Chan. So he took paper and drew his mind in a diffrent world from his hand. An hour of drawing he looked down to see what his perfect boyfriend or so he hoped would look like. A finished picture. He wanted to hug the person on paper in life yet he couldn't. That was until a minute later.
오직 너 하나만 보여
나 오직 너 밖엔 안보여He looked down at the phone tons of messages but he could only see one. He clicked it. Just to die slowly.
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Messages ¤ Jeongchan [✔]
AléatoireIt all began with a stupid text okay maybe not so stupid.