Words are strange. The same exact words that brought us together tore us apart. Nothing changed, yet it seems, with the passing of time…nothing stayed the same.

A short story about two people, one recollecting about the other, written with Jiyong and Chaerin in mind, but it works as anonymous figments of imagination. Just two friends, you know.

  When did it start? Unconsciously it happened, unknowingly I fell.   I fell so hard.     You hurt me. 

- I think memories are peculiar things. People can remember the same occasions and have completely different experiences. They can remember different things, evoked by their feelings own and emotions.  But isn't that what makes us humans unique and stupid?  - So here's my story, uniquely and stupidly my own.