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If The World Was On Pause
People walked around Seoul blindly. Hands in their pockets, eyes vacant and searching. Street Vendors handed customers steaming food wrapped in wax paper, snippets of ideas and conversations hanging like ornaments in the air. Woobin walked ahead of him, chattering excitedly about insignificant things, his silhouette always in the corner of his eye, a north star to the wandering.
If the world was on pause, Soohyuk supposed it would look just like this, like Seoul.
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