Crumbling
Description
Park Chorong was just your average girl, living an average life, in a less than average world. She was the kind who thought she had already experienced anything that the world could've thrown at her.
Well, almost anything.
The day Chorong finds herself saved by a group associated with spying, fighting and thieving, she takes back all her boasting about not expecting anything different from the world.
Especially when she sees a boy. A very handsome boy, at that.
Luhan. That was his name. Just Luhan.
Foreword
The young boy determinedly left the house with his very few belongings, never stopping or turning back to look at what he had left behind.
It wasn't like it mattered. No-one would even miss him back there, anyway. Heck, he was doing them a favour by leaving.
After he managed to convince himself that no-one would even notice his departure, shifting his backpack so that the weight was balanced on both shoulders, he walked down the familiar, long, winding path that he so often walked along when he needed fresh air from the house that tormented him.
Down that path he went, making his way into the growing crowd, he finally came to a stop at the one place he knew that he would always be welcome.
X-O. Standing for hugs and kisses, though nothing in this place remotely resembled a hug or kiss. Even thinking that it didn't resemble hugs or kisses, he knew he was wrong. They were all family here.
Remembering that fact, he opened the door.
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