Seventeen short story

Naite-Junhwi

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Jun-hwi


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I'm in my 7th year of working life. I've been stressed for 10 years, from middle school when I started studying seriously until I reached university, and 7 years since I entered society.My wrists, which have been drawn over and over again, are now tattered.


Yesterday was no different, I cut my wrist with a box cutter before going to bed, treated it, and went to bed.
But I was in a strange place. It felt too real to be a dream. As I was panicking and looking around, a tall, handsome man suddenly appeared next to me.






Aaaah! This is a surprise.../00

Are you really surprised? I'm sorry.../??

...No, where are you, who are you?/00

This is the 13th month of the world that does not exist in the world where Mr. 00 was, and I am Moon Jun-hwi!/Jun-hwi

Ah..yes.../00

But my wrist.../Jun-Hwi

Ah... that's it../00





Jun-hwi asked me about my wrists, saying he saw the self-harm scars on them.I was flustered and stammering as I spoke, but Jun-hwi opened his mouth.







Ah! It's Naite, right?!/Jun-Hwi

Me...is this it?/00

Yes! In our world, we call those scars "naite" because they resemble the way they grow on cold days./Jun-hui











photoThere are so many traces of growth. I guess Mr. 00's world is a very cold world?







Jun-hwi was the first person in my life who understood me so well. It was like a ray of light had entered my darkened heart.





...Yes..really..it's really cold..ㅎ/00

Don't be cold anymore./Jun-Hwi





These next words stopped me from self-harming today,
My heart, which had been turned off because I had been hurt so much, became active again.






























photoFrom now on, I will appear in your dreams and comfort you.









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