breathe
chobom, chobom ❤️“Call me unnie.”
Bomi found Chorong’s eyes, careful to blink. She moved her eyelashes against the motions of her pupils, and felt the stones weighing her heart down. Except now, they didn’t make her feel like running away - instead, they were the thing keeping her feet on the ground.
The word that went past her lips had come from the same knot still lodged in , a word that she had long forgotten how it sounded coming from her own voice.
“Unnie.”
It was barely above a breath, but it was enough to change her world forever.
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