Seulgi falls in love with the boy who slips at eleven pm under her sheets and holds her like he has no other person to hold on to.

Every morning, she falls out of love with the empty space beside her and his shadow of a figure when they pass by each other in their college hallways with no hint of recognition. Whenever the hallways are too packed and bodies are smushed just to go through each side of different ends, she can feel his fingers brushing her fingertips and how it struggles to keep their hands together, even though it is even for a mere second.

She lets him, even though there is little to no love she spares for a boy in his silver hair, with fingers so bony yet long it always manage to slip between her pallid golden locks, in daylight as Jisoo is her sun and he is everything and he holds her hand to the world, showing themselves off with no shame and no fear and all Jisoo gives for her is love and love, affection and care and she falls and crashes vehemently with Jisoo in daylight.

His crescent shaped like eyes when he smiles down to her or up to her and how fragile and strong he is at the same time, with his soft palm and cracked fingertips and him burying his face between the locks of her hair and how sweet his smile is whenever she does something considerate for him when she is far from it. 

"Aren't you being a sweetheart right now? So rare of you to do this for me," when one day Seulgi decides to cook something for Jisoo and she actually tries to cook just so this boy can have a proper meal other than take out fast foods and sandwiches. 

"Thank you," he pecks her on the cheek and pulls her to him by encircling his arm around her neck, and Seulgi may seem unaffected for she has practiced herself in the act of not putting her heart on her cheek or even on her sleeves but she smiles inside of her heart.

Jisoo is a boy who shies away from lips to lips kisses and touch and it all makes Seulgi giddy to do more and more. But less of her is already enough for Jisoo, so she's careful to not overwhelm him. 

Another night and she can feel him slipping in beside her and pulls her with one arm to his chest. It is always like this between the two of them, never about taking clothes off and kisses involving lips. It's of whispers and hugs.

"You should stop coming back, Wonwoo."

"Why?" She hears a crack in his voice. She doesn't try to open her eyes.

"You can't keep doing this. Everything has come to an end."

"What end?"

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