I laid down in my bed, looking at the ceiling with no soul. I didn't have happiness anymore, I didn't have motivations to live. Maybe I'm exaggerating, maybe I have to move on and continue with my life, but I need her more than anything.

My face was blank when I remembered our first time. We tried, so many times, but whenever I was about undress her she would say "Joonmyeon... I don't think I'm ready"

I never forced her, I wanted to do that kind of thing when we are both comfortable because it's a memorable moment. Although she didn't have to apologise, she always said sorry.

At some point I felt impatient and disappointed, but Chorong's safety was more important to me.

I decided to go on a trip with her in the harsh winter. We spent time in our small room trying to keep ourselves warm and cuddling. Ah, how much I loved cuddling with her and playing with her chubby cheeks. Her soft lips.

She was so innocent. We finally connected that night. I promised I would take care of her and won't hurt her. I promised.

I stood up from my bed and tried to calm myself. I try so hard. I want to be a strong man with courage, but my heart breaks everytime I remember her.

It's been 3 months without you, Park Chorong, the most painful time of my life.

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