A fairy tale of reality.
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"You know, in my opinion, fairy tales don't exist in reality... Dae-hwi."
I spoke to him, who smiled brightly and spoke brightly. He was always like that. A warm and innocent child, reminiscent of a gentle breeze carrying cherry blossom petals.
"Well... it could be possible? I vote for it-"
He smiled, his eyes narrowing slightly. His eyes, one with a pair of double eyelids and the other without, folded in parallel. His mouth also slightly rose and fell, drawing a curve.
For a moment, a vision of flower petals fluttering and falling seemed to pass before my eyes.
Ah, you shine brightly even in fleeting moments. Like a star.