Recently-deceased Park Jimin just wants to know how his friends are doing after the accident that caused his tragic, untimely death. Unfortunately, the only living person that can see him in his ghostly state, Han Gyeowool, is having none of it.
As soon as I see him, I know he is one of them. He stands in the middle of the road, ignoring the cars racing past. None of the cars honk at the man in their way. They keep driving, blissfully unaware.
I quickly avert my gaze from him. I have only one rule when it comes to dealing with them—don’t. So I continue walking.
Inspired by Spring day!