This is my 2nd fic.

Seunghyun is long gone by months now.

But Jiyong still can see him, still can feel him in between the curtains,

still can sense his spirit lingering under their shared-green roof, still can catch that smile

that used to light up his world, or still is.

And Jiyong is not the type who can move on so easily because he is greedy.

STILL. MAD LOVE between A DREAM.