3 Works by bluedreaming in Miss A
Not every story is a romance, and not every romance ends in tragedy.
"Life isn't a game," she says, and brushes his hair out of his eyes. "You need to pay attention."
There's a small cough, and Jinwoon looks over Chansung's shoulder, the two of them still wrapped around each other, his heartbeat still pounding. There's a woman standing next to a bench, waves of rich brown hair, a white shirt peeking out from below a sleek black coat. This must be Jia, he thinks.