The Water Sprite
Description
Choi Minho was lonely as a child.
Whenever he felt sad, or upset or just plain overwhelmed, he’d go to the stream near his house. He’d talk out loud near the stream and feel his distress ebbing out. Sometimes a strange thought would cross his mind...he’d feel as if...the stream was talking back to him. Then he’d just shake his head and smile, because that is impossible, right?
If he only knew the truth.
Foreword
A one-shot! yaay! This has a bit of mythology and stuff...so yeah.
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