| The Economics of Love and Life |

Description

Up to now, I still don't know what to write on descriptions. Do I write here the synopsis/summary of the story or something personal like why I wrote this or something similar to that?

 

Anyway, I wrote this when I was slacking during my on-the-job training last summer didn't have anything to do in the office on my on-the-job training last summer. It revolves around Donghae, mainly, and how he deals with the economics of love and life. I'm really sorry but I'm an Economics major and  one morning, I just asked my self, "Why do we still love despite the hurt?" Then, I answer myself. Maybe, it's just like economics. As long as profit is greater than cost, it's alright. And even if we get hurt, the feeling of love must be covering it all.

 

Yes, I'm angsty like that. I hope you enjoy this. I haven't posted in a while because of exams and typhoons. I'm sorry especially to those who are waiting for My Everything update. I'll really, really try to write the next chapter and post it as soon as I can. Please wait for it. Thank you guys! :)

Foreword

Title: The Economics of Love and Life

Author: ellekim94

Genre/s: Angst, Slice of Life, Romance

Warning/s: Character Death

Words: 4,000+

 


I don't know how to write a proper synopsis. >< Here guys, I'll give you a preview instead. :)

 

Preview:

Donghae vaguely remembers how he spent who-knows-how-many nights crying himself just so he was already tired enough to cry any longer and finally get some sleep, how many times he fainted somewhere because he wasn't eating anything and was only drinking coffee to keep himself awake all the time, to keep the nightmares from ccoming back and almost killing him in his much needed rest, or how many people he had fights and arguments with - physically and not - when they tried to knock some sense into him, telling him that his life wasn't over just because somebody died but for all Donghae cared about was, his parents were both ten feet under the group because of some stupid, deadly cells. He was only fifteen. He couldn't really understand anything about the medical terms and he wouldn't want to, anyway. But Donghae understood cancer. And he understood death.

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sujusone24 #1
Chapter 1: And you writing skills are amazing!!'
sujusone24 #2
Chapter 1: Your story made me cry...>.< this was just a indescribable story!!!^.^ please make more HaeSica stories like these!!!