"What if there was no lie. Nothing wrong, nothing right.

This is story of a love. Blossomed over the seasons, between two.  This is only pieces of the story; only what has happened on a stone bench, surrounded by twisting cherry trees, water in the near distance, the sky in pieces above.  Only told at the first of each month, only told from the view of Donghae, a boy who has no one. No one, but then he meets Hyukjae, below the cherry trees, and there begins his first love story.    

  Hyukjae is a boy who once had a family. A loving one, with a mother to tuck him in at night. A father to teach him how to catch a baseball. He could still remember those times. He clung to those memories, like one might cling to the root while dangling over a bottomless hole. Because now, his parents fought. Every day, every night. They never hit each other, though. That was for Hyukjae. Hitting in the family was reserved to just Hyukjae receiving the off-handed slaps, the punc