By now it's half past 2 am, i'm sitting at the rooftop, listening to your voice.
You used to record yourself singing and send it to me. I remember it clearly, as if it's in the back of my mind.
As childlish as it sounds, I thought you loved me so I stayed around and became your prey.
How could I have forgotten the game you're most best at?
YOU ARE READING
fall away, jeongguk
Fanfictionjune cries alot because she's fragile to begin with [ an angsty jeongguk short story ] - read with utter confidence and try not to let the sadness take over -
