You always find yourself looking forward to the night time these days...no longer caring for friends, no longer caring for family, your health and well-being. You only look forward to talking to the moon. People who care about you are all around you, yet, you feel like the moon listens. The moon doesn't reply back. It just listens.

You got teased for not having pierced ears. To you, it didn't really matter at first. Until you saw people wearing gauges and have plentiful piercings on the shell of a lot of peoples' ears. You got a bit jealous. Your boyfriend, Daehyun, has a pierced ear. You asked him if it hurt, and he replied, "Yeah, it did." you froze, but he continued, "for the first 10 minutes." That said, you felt a little comfortable, knowing he'd be there by your side as you got holes p

Don't hesitate anymore, please take my heart Yes, I like you so much that it hurts A night in which even the moonlight closes its eyes. If I was another man but me, if I had become one line of a comedy, I'll burn down all the wounds you have exchanged with him Baby don't cry tonight, when the darkness clears away Baby don't cry tonight, then it'll be like nothing ever happened.

I enter the building, noticing that there was a man with dark-brown hair, plump pink lips, and talks in a dialect. His teeth were perfectly align, which made his smile more than radiant. He slowly came up to me and said, "Omo, you! Is that you? It's been so long!" How did he know my name?

Notes, notes, notes, notes. I swear, the teacher talks so fast that I don't believe he's human. It's almost as if he doesn't know what a comma is. I look back and forth from my notebook and on the blackboard, rapidly writing down the things he's writing as he talks. I could care less about what he says, it's just that it's so distracting and I can't quite concentrate. He finally stopped writing so I could catch up. But right at the moment the chalk was pu