I waited for nothing in particular as I stumbled upon you.

In an era of sepia-tinted films and drive-in theatres, a bank teller falls in love at first sight with the clerk at the post office.

  petrichor  ˈpɛtrʌɪkɔː/ noun a pleasant smell that frequently accompanies the first rain after a long period of warm, dry weather.  

It rains in this room.

Sometimes the muse runs away and Daehyun thinks of Youngjae.

And so, every morning, I wake up in tears, because I love him so much but I can't remember how he smiled and how he said he'd love me forever.

You changed.

You sewed a shirt out of the darkness.

Regret is pointless, Daehyun realises years too late. He rips up time and himself for Youngjae to have his happy ever after.  

Maybe I liked how the underside of your hand would be smudged with grey after you doodled, and how your caricatures brimmed alive in your grins. 

I felt you breathe in 4/4 time, and I thought, how beautiful.

Tonight, I rebuild you with the sand that clumps my lashes.

It was at that very moment I realised—I didn't love you anymore.

You're not a bad person.

Daehyun falls in love with Youngjae twice, and many times more.

Daehyun comes home to Youngjae, and for once, they learn how to hope. (fem!jae)

Skylines, skylines, skylines. You are beautiful.

In all honesty, to Daehyun, it was somewhat like the stopping of breath.     This is a prequel in Daehyun's point of view for the story Wounds Left Open to shed some light on what Daehyun went through. There's not