i give up.
i gave up.
but that means you can't.
and you haven't.
i'm so proud of you.
keep loving since i couldn't.
keep living since i didn't .
sincerely, your best friend. jeon wonwoo
Mingyu gasped and heaved as he sat up from his bed, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead.
He stared into nothingness as he sworn he felt like he was talking to one of the deceased.
He hoped, he wished, he prayed that all of that was a dream.
That his best friend would text him at any moment to rant about random shit.
But it didn't happen.
It wasn't some nightmare.
Everything was already printed into the pages of reality.
This was real life.
Where the world likes to fuck around with people's lives.