This is a story about love and hate.  

I had a life. Once. It was a good life. I was living the dream in Seoul. A young working person with my whole life ahead of me. And I was in love. Set to be married in one month. But then something went terribly wrong. And now I'm here. In this strange an

  There is a Wall. The people only know it by day. Because it is at night when the Others atack.                 

To deep songs and timeless moments.

  He picked the book up, rereading the familiar words for the hundredth time. He could almost hear the words in her voice, as if she was speaking right to him. He tried to push her out of his mind, but it was no use. 

  "Can you believe this?! The guy of my dreams is actually taking me out this weekend! And it's all thanks to your guide!"   She beamed up at him. "Kumawo."  

  She pushed everyone away, and for that, she felt invisible. Unwanted. Alone. She looked out of her bedroom window and sighed, wondering when she will finally be happy.   Little did she know that someone was watching. Propping their own blinds open and gazing back