“And someday I hope you will understand.”   Perhaps, his life only had one axis, the pivot of the world he had built. Perhaps, he never knew how to move on. Holding the fleeting of the sentimental melodrama within his fingers, living in the crumbled world he left behind.

“Do you think we have met before?”   He was glad because every time he looked at him in eyes he found life. He found a string that would bind him to keep walking in this uncertain world. A string that tied them up, a string which couldn’t be cut even though they desperately wanted to end up this pointless destiny. He didn’t mind to be strangled by the red string, when the knot came to be tangled and pierced his skin, he didn’t mind to be hurt.

Had everything always needed to be said? He already knew, the answer was no, but his heart couldn’t help to seek for something else. He didn’t want to be burnt up by this feeling, it was too late anyway, he was too afraid he would pass the fire and ignite the other’s feeling. He was so afraid, he would make him burst. But he needed a reason to stay walking on this worn out string so he let himself to be more burnt up.

"I’m Jeon Jeong Guk. And this is the story of my broken heart."

“I’m hurt – so much so that my tears dry; in agony – so much so that my heart is numb. All I have is a rotten and tainted life, yet this one-sided love stands to be the purest thing I ever have.

This feeling is still glowing despite the time that has passed. I thought I won’t meet you anymore but the red string that entangles us bring us to each other.