My Own Sun
+8210********
Nari
Finally! I can open this
phone now! I'm so sorry
for the late reply
Give me a min to back read
Huh?
Sun?
Sǚ̼͉ͣ̿͋ͅnoo
KIM SUNOO, NO
WHE̴̶̙RE ARE YOU
NO BABY I DIDN'T LEAVE,
I'M HERE. I'M HERE, Ẁ̸̢͢H̸̶͠͠͠͡͏Ȩ́R̷̸̕͜͟Ę̸̛̕͘͟͞
ARE YOU?!
KIM SUNOO ISTG
PLSP͔̤͓̗̼̉ͩ̇̽̕͞҉̛͘͠L̶̸̸̢̛̮̩͉̦̥̆ͨ̓̉̕̕͜͢͠͞͞ͅS̶̴̡̢͈͖̩̲̒͞͡͏̴̸̴̶̨̡̥ͨͥ̈͌̊͂̀̀͟͡͡ͅ҉Ṙ̵̨͇̹̜͖̹̩̦̣́Ę̵͇̭̫͖̞͎̅̎̉͞҉̵́͘P̰͙̗̾́ͦ͛́̎͝L̨͙͓͛̓͊̇͠͡҉̴̨̢͘͜͞͡Y̸̮̙̝̤͉̪̾̀
I'LL CALL, PLS ANSWER
PLS D̶̶̷̸̴̢̪̩̓ͩͧ͂̀̕͘͜͜҉Ờ̷̴̷̶̸̷̴̡̧̧̥̲̭͊̾̀̀͘͘̕͟͜͢͜͝͝͡͡͞N̵̨̢̬͖͉̏͒̈ͮ̿̚̕͝͝͏́͢͜҉͏̴̡̨̡̛͘'̶̴̸̵̴̵̵̨̨̛͕̝͌̿́̀́͘͜͝͞͡͞͞͞͏͘͏T̶̸̸̵̷̨̧̩̦͎̳̦̊̿̆́͟͡͏͘͏̸̸̡̕͜͟͡͠ DO IT, PLS
DON'T REST. PLS I'M
BEGGING YOU!
SUNOO!!
S̡ͦ͆̽̓̈́́́̕͏̷̵̴̶̕͟͞͏̸̴́͘͟͜͞͡͠͡͝Ư̷̶̷̡̡̧̛̄̃ͤ́͒͐̀̀̀́͘͢͠͞͠҉̸̧̛Nͣ̊ͯ̽͆̇͏̕͝͡O̷̷͛͂̅̀͏̵̵̵̛́͘͘͘͢͠͡͞O̎̄͊̆͒͞͏̸̶̨̡̛̛̕͟͢͟͞͏͏̶̶͘͟!̨ͥ͏̸́́͞!̧̧̢̈́ͧͤͯ̚͏̶̴̸̡̧̧̧́̀́̕͜
WTF IS HH̴̵̕͘͟͡A̴͜͜͏̧́͟͞͏̷̶̧̛̀͘͏͘PENING, WHY
IS IT GLITCHIŅ̸̵̢̕̕͝͏̶̵̕͘̕͜͞͏̴̨̢̡̛͝͏̴G
ḙ̸̸̴̴̡̛̖̯̘̝̫̭̗͕͛̋ͯ͒̇ͧ̃̀͘̕͘͜͟͢͢͢͟͢͡҉̷̶̢̨̛̕͘̕̕͟͢͢͞͠͝͠ŗ̥̜̦̩͇̆̿ͭ̌͐ͭ̏̀̚̚̚ŕ̵̸̶̡̡̨͔̩̦̤̀̀͘͟͞͠͡ͅ҉̶͘ọ̓ͣͧ̈́̅͌ͨ̃̌ͮ̃̅̀ͥŗ̸̷̷̸̴̢̢̨̧̡̡̧̧̡̨̛̜̬̥̖ͦ̏͒͆̓̀̀́́͟͢͠͞͠͡͡͏ ̴̵̸̷̴̴̸̴̡̢̧̨̧̧̧̢̧̨̢̡̡̛̛̛͕͎̫̰̗̦̪̲̈ͧͨ̉̑̀͐͒́̀́́́̕͢͢͟͡͡͡ȩ̸̝̥̤͕͙̺̼͉͇͖̳̟̗̜̻͚̫̙͕͛ͫ͑͗̌ͥͬ͗̔̾̍ͮͩ̂̃̆͡ͅr̴̸̴̵̡̡̢̛̭͇̀̕͘͢͜͜͝͠͠ͅ͏҉̡̀͘̕͢͜͝͏̴̢̛̕͞͝r̷̷̢̧̢̧̰͖͎̟̱͕͈̖̝͍̮̩̘͕̱̫̝̬̟ͯ̄̍̾̾̚͘͝͝҉͏̴̷̵̸̵̵̴̴̶̨̨̢̨̛̛́̕͜͜͟͠͞͞͠͠͠͝͠͡҉̶̡͟ǫ̶̷̶̛̹͆͛̀̀͟͜͟͠͠ŗ̡̩̤͙ͨ̇́̈̇̀̀͏͜͏̷̵̢́͘̕͠͏̶̢̧͘
I'll call baby, pls answer
You won't l̵̸̨̧̧̛̥̪̯ͯ̎́͘ȩ̴̶̶̵̛̛̝́̀̕͢͟͜͝͝͠͠͠͡͡҉̴̷̷̸̸̵̢̡̀̕͟҉̨̢̡̀́͘҉̶̸̢͜͝͡ả̠̯ͬ͏̴̷̵̧̡̛͟͞͠͠͠҉̵̴̵̡̡͡҉̴̀͞͡v̈͢͝͠é̵̡̨̀͘̕͜͟͡͡͠͞͡
right?
ȩ̶̸̶̸̡̹̰̠͉̜͕̝̮̰̙̫̦͖͎͉͙̣̘̣̬̠͎͙͙̯͇̤̥̭̙̣͖̼͕̞̠͎͙̞͚̂ͥ̓ͥ̀͂̋͊̓̆̄̔͒̒̇͋͌̒̆ͣͩ̓̄́͐̌̚͟͡͡ͅͅ҉̶̴̴̶̸̵̧̡̀́́͘̕͜͠͏̴̛͜͢͞҉̨̛̀͘͘̕͡͠r̴̻̪̖̞̰̪̼̰̥̭̹̣̱͓̣͍̮̭̣̩̖̮̗̫͈̠̮̲̙̗͖̙͔͇͍̫̲̄̓̊͒̑̂̒̅̓͌ͯͭ̏ͥͭ͌͂̈́̔ͬ͊̑̍̌̒̋͑̉̊̍͆̐ͣ̿̑ͫ̅̍̃̓́͗̄̅̔ͮ͘͝͏̡̨̛̀̀͏̸̶̸̡̛̛́͘͜͜͜͝͏̵͘͠͞҉̴̨̛̛̛͢͢ŗ̶̶̛̣̳̦̺̗̗͈̗͚͙͔̟̪͍̻̖̭̦̬̱͚̘̟͈̞͎̙̪̟̠ͤͥͭ̉ͩ̒̄͐̏ͨ̓ͩ̎̿̊͗͐̾̈́ͪ̊̊͘̕͝͡͠o̶̢̳̻͎͓͆̐͒̆ͥ̎͠҉̸̸̢́̕͘͘͢͟͡͠͠͝r̵̯̘̼͚̖̝͉͔̱͔̳̼͈͚̙̜̭͍̃̊̌̽̿͐͗̉͂ͯ͆ͣ͗̒̆̍̉́͑̌̑̚͢͜͏̴͠͝ ̸̵̴̴̵̡̢̢̧̫͖͎̬̭̥͔͕̘̪̮̪̳̺̹̤̥̻̖̬͖͉̝̹̫̘̠̠̞͖̼̳͇̆ͤ͛̔́́͒ͭ̂ͬ͐̆́͘͟͟͝͝͠͝҉҉̕͏̢́͟e̸̬̭̯̻͙̼̞͓̹̩̲̗̖̥̮͍̮̦͕̞̪̲̭̘̤͚̠͍̤ͭͣͤͮ̇̄̌̈ͤ̅͐̔̂̒ͣͤ͑ͩ̀̎͌͆̌̍ͪ̽ͭ̑̇͂̓̂̈͗̀͊̀̚͡͡҉̕͜͝҉̸̶̸̸̶̵̷̷̵̡̡̛́̀̕̕͘͜͜͜͜͟͢͞͠͠͠͞͏̷̵̷́͢͜͟͞͝r̶̶̵̡̨̨̧̢̨̛̛̛̛̰̜̼͓̺̼̓̍ͯ̍̋͛̈̿͛̆͋̐͒̑̏́̒͛̾̆̀ͫ͐ͤ̎͛́́̀́́́̀̕̕͜͟͜͢͢͜͟͡͞͞͝͠͝҉̧̧̡̛͞r̶̶̨̥͕̔͂͆̐ͫ̆̒͛ͫ̓͐̿͗ͭͮ̂͗ͯͬ̊̎̐ͣ̅̾͋̈́̓̾͌̐̏ͧͬ͒̿ͪͨ̔ͧ̉̍͐ͪ͋̑̑̀̚̚̕͡͝͠o̴̸̵̡̨̨̧͚̤̗̣̬̗̫͈̖̹̘͕̜̞̤̥͕̤̝̟̻̮͚̙̰̻͍͉͂͂̇̐̆ͨ̆̉̊̄̽̋̓ͩ͗ͤ̓͋͢͞͡҉̸̶̵̧̨̨̀͘͜͟͏̷̴̸́̀͟͝r̼̻̗̫͇̫̱̣̥͉̳̫̤͖͖̩̩̯̮͕̹̲̪̂ͭ̅ͪͥͤ̌̏̓̉͒͑ͮ̇̃ͅ҉̷̵̢̢̛̀̕͢͝͝҉̷́͜͏̛͏̵̢̨̡̧̧̛͘͜͡͝҉̨͟͞ ̶̴̷̷̡̨̡̛̱̪̱̝̭̬̻̮̞̮̟͖̓ͬ̽ͩ̾͐̑̍̒̉̽̈ͧ͌͗ͤ̋̏̐́̂ͨ̀͛ͫ̈́ͪͫ̿̓ͮͭ̽́́̀͟͟͠͡͠͠҉̸̨̛́̀̕͘͜͢͡͡҉͟͟͡͝҉͏͏̷̴͟҉̕͏͟ȩ̸̴̧̰̰̞̠͙̗̪̬͇̪̹̩͖͍̠̦̰̤͓̩̱̲̠̺̱͍̮̠̲̳̟̲͙͗̃̇̀̈͂͟͠͏̸̷̢́̀̕͜͞҉̵̨̢̧́҉̴̡̀͡҉͘͡͝͏́ȑ̵̨̘̟̟̻̲͓̫͇͈̳͉̠̠̼͙̖͖̮̗̹͉̩̠͎͚̥͉̗̙̳̍̍ͤ̀͘͝҉̸̴̨͡҉̸̴̵̸̵̡̨̨̡̢̢̧̛̛̛́́̀̀̀͘͢͜͠͞͞͠͝͝ṙ͚̗̜̭̰̦͐ͮͯͣͤ́͆ͩ̒̀ͥ̒ͤͫ͋͋ͥ̾̈̂ͯ͒̈́ͤ̒̽̉̈̌̈́̊̚͟҉̵̨̧́̕͝҉̷́̕͜͢͟͝͏̸̵̸̴̶͘̕͟͜͝͏͏̷́́͘͜͢͟͜͜͢͞͠͏̛͘͟͞ơ̵̴̢̡͎̩̻̠̯̬̯̰̠̺͓͙̖̤͎̜̱̝̥̱̘͎̲̩̦̬͖̝̳̟̹͎̗͓͖̮̼̌̆̋̒̏̑͛ͯ̋̂̌͋̅̃̋̓ͦ̎ͥͩͦ̓̐̋̄̾̍̀͞ͅr̨͖̳̼̥͊̿̋͊ͮ̊̃̍͡҉̵̸̵̢̧͟͢͏̧̕͡͡͡ ̶͔̺͎̙̣͖̣̬̟̩̱͈̝̞̏̌̈͗̉̑̈́ͪ̇̏̍͛̽ͣͯͥͤ͛̊̃ͩ̆̀ͅ҉̵̸̨̨̧̨̨̧͢͟͜͞͝͠҉̵̵̶̵́̕͢͝҉̨͝҉̡̛́͘͡ę̸̛͋̆̋͛͆̀̉̎̽ͪͤͥ̍ͥͦͫ̉̓́͑̎̎̆̾̀̔̈́̋̅̾͗͒͑ͧ̈́̾̈̉̓̋́̚̚̕̕̕҉́͢҉̸̸̷̸̵̸̷̨̨̨́͜͢͝͡͝҉̡̡͏̷̷̵̡̡̢̧̢́̀̀̀͜͝͝͞r͎̱͇̮̜̩̖͎͉̺̝̪̼̝̝̼̩̪̗̗̣̙̱̹͇̲͎̮͍̦͎̗̘͇̲͈͙̙̩̲̺ͮ͆̆ͭ͋̎̐ͭ͂̓̔ͯ̀̌ͦ͆ͦͨͫ̃͊͊͛̂̊̅ͬ̅̃̎̆̽̎͌͗̇ͮͫ̉̌ͨ̃̓ͅ҉̴̧̨̡̢̀̀͟҉̵̴̴̷̵̡͢r̢̺ͫ̇̽́̌ͬ̀͝͏̸̶̨̡́͘͢͡͠͠͏̀҉̶̢́҉̶̸̶̴̢̢̛̛͜͜͠͝o̻̙̺͈͍̗̮͉͎̠͙͉̟̱̫̘͙̥͍͍̤̞̣͔͉̱̞̞̹͇̦͕̘͉̖̘̼͍͉̩͖̤̺̐͌̾̐ͥ̓̏ͥ̄ͩ̽ͮͥ̏̏̑ͧ́̚̕͟͡ͅͅ҉͘҉̵̨̛̕͏̶̵̷̧̛̛́͝͠͝͏̵͏̶̢̨̕҉̴̢̕͟͡͠ṛ̵̴̛͕͚̖̹͕͕̥͇̜̮͕̟͕̤̪͓̯̦̩̙͖͔̻͔̅͊ͦ͗ͨ̏̒̀͊̂̃ͦ̿͐ͮͫ̽̀̒ͮ̽̄̓̀̚̚͏̛́͘͝͠҉̴̷̢́̀̀͜͜͜͞͝
Answer the phone, baby pls
d̶̛͎̻͎̳̖̫͚̻̮͖͖̘̝̥̩̫̱͚̲̼̜̰̖̺̼̤͙̮̜̘͚̬̤̝͈͉̠̖̮̳̪̳͖̣̯͕̂̃͐̀̕͜͢͡ǫ̴̶̢̮͚͇̩̜͍̰͙̮͖̥̞̩͕̙͕͎͖̮̪̥̥̮̩̥̗̪͔̟̭̺͉̠͙͕̯̬̱̺̞̜̰̘̈́ͩͩ͐͂̚ͅn̞͎̥̗̲̭͕͈̦̦̥̘̼̠̠̝̱̈͋͗̊́̀́̊̇̓̃ͬ̋̄̏̅'̷̢̧͖͕̯̙͕͕̫͇̤͙̥̲͓͖̩̹̤̫̱͍̻̯̦͖̫͈̦͉̠͕̯̯̩̰̻̥̫͖͕̗͍̦̲̩͍̬̎͐͆̏͘͢͠͡͠͞͡͞͏́ţ̶̨̡͕̳̭̥̭̹̝̹̤̻͇͈̗̬̺̹͉͚̳͙̲̬̲̰̘̲̖̺̙͔̤̂̂̂̅̓̓̈́̉̾̓̍̄̎̉̾͊͆ͯ̋̉ͬͤͤ͆̅̈̓ͪͫͤͨͨ̽̅̅͊̍̌ͥ̋̓͗̈́̆ͭ́̚̕͜͝͝͠͝͡͡ ̥̬̜̹͎̣͈̜͈̥̞̭͚̠͙͕͕͇͍̘̳͕̪̹̤͚͍̞̘̰̲͎̼͙̤͉͙̙̭̩ͬ̆ͪ͗͆ͭ̑ͫ͑́̏̓ͯ́͟ͅl̨̧̗̲͔̠̮͚̟̤̺̟͇̟̪̞̣̙̣̩̫̺̘̺̹͓̙͈̫͕̺̦͇̇ͮͦͧ̾ͤͯ̔̎ͥ͗̊̾͑͒ͨ͘̕̕͟͟ͅͅ͏̨e̪̺̱͓̠͓̟͚̣̪̬͍̥͇̲̺̼̭̭͍̙̙̖̅͗ͫ̊͒̄͗̈́ͫͤ̔ͥͮ̉ͨ͗̿ͯ͆ͨ̒̋̑ͦ̎̏̒̈́͊̿ͦͣ̓͌̾̈́͂͟͠ͅa̸̢̛̛̭͉̘̻̪̼̪̬͔̦̼͖͖̫͔̗̱̭͍̤̯̠̯̮̠̖̼̭̥̙̳̟ͪͣͧ̊̓́ͣ̂̏̊̆ͥ͋͌̌ͥ̽͐̄̀ͪ͂̓̌ͥ̃ͣͭͭ̎ͪ̓͐͑͘̕̕ͅͅ͏̶̡̢v̴̡̢͙͚͍̮̤̞͔͇̟͔̖̞̹̲̲̯̲͔͇̗͉̺̹̣̠̹̟͈͙̹͍̫̩̖̖͖̩͙̮͙̻̦̉̈́ͤ̓ͣ́̕ͅͅe̛̼̪̙̱͍̖̝̪̰̺͎̰̫̯͚̤̘̣̟̤͎̰̫̲͍͙̱̳͔̯͙̻̲̪̮̪̜̩̥͓̭͚͙̯̹̖̬̍̈́͒̂̔̎̌̓͛̇ͅͅ͏̸̷̧̢̡́͟͜͞ ̶̷̨̧̪̟͙̪̗̻̱̣̪̪̱̖̱̞̥̥̖ͥ̈́̅͆ͮ̇ͥͯ̿ͨ̏̍ͥ̍ͯ͆̏ͥ̾̌̐̈͋ͤ̀̆ͯͪ̉͒̎̒̚̕̕͢͢͠ͅm̭̳̮̻̰̠͕͉̺͓̟͇̣̭͉͓͉̹̦̼̣̝̱͓͚͚̼̣͈̱͉̯̹ͮ͋̓̿̓ͨͤ̽ͪ͛̓̄̇̔ͥͣ͂ͥ̚̚͢e̼̫͚̟̝͚̫̥̲̱̪̮͈͇̝̙̳͎̳͕̖̹̖̙̮͖͈͈̺̯̟̤͙̩͔̦͔͐̌ͦͤ̑ͩ̋͋̔̔̓̃͐̎ͪ̉̈́̃͛ͦͤͥͤ̌͂̓̓ͦ͌͋͑̍̾̓̅̂̌̎̈̆̍ͥ̆̂͌̔̀ͅ
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Contacting My Own Sun...
"The number you have dialed doesn't exist, please check the number and dial again. "
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"W-what? "
Nari mumbled, confusion is well evident in her voice.
"Hmm? " Heart asked, looking at her friend from the bed.
"I-it... " Nari didn't finished what she was saying as she dialed his number once again.
But just like the first one, it immediately direct her to a voicemail.
"The number you have dialed doesn't exist, please check the number and dial again. "
"No no no no. " Nari chanted, dialing the number again.
Again.
And again.
But it all directed her to the voicemail. The same voicemail.
"No no no please no, I need to talk to him! "
"Nari? What's happening? "
Nari looked at Heart, tears forming in her eyes.
"I-i can't contact him. " she answered, trying her best to talk despite the big lump in her throat
"H-he thought I left h-him, Heart. He thought I left him! " she added, screaming this time and began dialing his number again.
She's scared. She's mad, confused and lastly, she's hurting.
Nari wanted to contact him, to hear his voice, to know that he's okay and to tell him that she didn't leave him.
She want to explain to him and to assure him once again that no matter what happen, she'll choose to stay with him. Always.
Stay....
The sun will set now, your sun will rest now....
Nari shook her head from the thought, denying the meaning of those.
She can't accept it. She will not accept it.
"Nari, calm down, ok? I need you to calm down. " Nari heard Heart said while holding both of her shoulders.
Calm down?
How can I calm down if.... If he...
Nari swallowed the lump in her throat as she picked up her phone again.
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My Own Sun
+8210*********
Nari
Sun
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No no no please, it's
evening!
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Love
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I'm so sorry, I couldn't be
there, I'm so sorry if I made
you feel like you're alone
Failed to send
I'm so sorry
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I love you
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I love you so fcking much
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It's hurting me. It
hurts me...
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Nari covered her face with the palm of her hand as she cried.
She can't accept it. She doesn't want to accept it. She wanted to blame herself, to be mad at herself.
Nari clutched on her heart where it hurts the most while sobbing uncontrollably.
She felt a pair of arms hugged her. And it made her cry even more.
"Shh Nari, it's alright. "
Nari shook her head because she knew to herself, it's not. It will never be alright.
"It's unfair, Heart. It's so unfair. " she sobbed, her heart breaking once again after recalling the last messages he sent her.
Why did you give up?
I promised you I will never leave you but why did you leave me?
It hurts...
I haven't even had the chance to tell you I love you...
From where she is sitting, Nari glanced at the open window inside her room. Her eyes met the moon.
She smiled painfully, remembering the night he confessed to her...
The moon is beautiful, isn't?
She pursed her lips as she closed her eyes.
I love you, my own sun...
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My Own Sun
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Nari
You're the most beautiful
moment in my life too, sun.
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Rest well, my sun. I'm
proud of you. So proud of
you, love ❤
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I love you
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The End.