Yonghwa heard the doorbell ring through a bleary haze of a morning hangover. He had gone out to a club last night and apparently had over-indulged. The piercing shrill of the bell cut through his head like a hot knife through soft butter
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People came into my life, leaving their names and a confused me, then left.
They don't really stay.
Even if I poured my heart out and treated them wholeheartedly.
I'm always the one trying to initiate and they always shut the door on me.
Letting me standing all alone out there and staring at them, having fun, laughing.
Wish there will be someone catching me when I fall.
Just like Seohyun in this story, she has Yonghwa.
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