Ephemeral
Description
The moon hides behind the clouds, its ethereal glow covered and invisible. A breeze comes and goes, taking with it memories of the past and bringing forth hopes for the future. In the dark of the night, between the swaying grass and the rustling trees, a beacon of light shines. And disappears.
Foreword
Based on my ninth grade short story. To be honest, I was a hopeless romantic at that time. I tried making revisions so the story won't be too...corny (deepest apologies to my Language Arts teacher who had to read and mark it). Hopefully, it isn't... Hopefully.
Anyways, Dongwoo needs more love, and I thought he would best fit the character. Hoya's there because YaDong.
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