Hehehe, before I go to bed... something suddenly came to mind and I came here
This is just... a bit of a dark mystery melodrama..??
Because the author just writes down his thoughts...
Please understand even if the writing is a bit roughㅜㅜ
It's just a very short early summer,
Yes. I can't forget that person who was like early summer, so I'm listing them awkwardly.
A piece of my memory.
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To Yeo Ji-woo, who is the top student in her high school
There are memories that can never be washed away.
In early summer when the clear sunlight shines down,
Like a rainbow that lingers on the windowsill for a moment,
I have such a memory.
Second year of high school. My own plans and tightly-knit relationships.
That child who somehow seeped into me, who lived only for studying.
Art club. Yeah, it was the art club??
Even though I come to school late every day,
The one who stayed in the art room the latest,
There was one friend who was a little strange and therefore I didn't understand him.
In a way, it was funny.
We, who had no contact at all, became best friends someday.
Being friends means... of course,
Because it meant that it could go beyond that.
So that kid made me even more strange.
For some reason, I feel like I'm not myself when I'm with him.
He said that he had done a few things without hesitation throughout his life.
As if it were a joke, I skipped school and rode a motorcycle along the river.
Running around like a child in the pouring rain,
I also drew some ridiculous graffiti on the wall with cheap spray paint.
The first sleepover, running away from home, rebellion,
First kiss too.
So when that kid committed suicide, is that why I couldn't go to the funeral?
Because the memories I had with you are so vivid.
There's no way you'll die. There's no way you'll die.
How could you die leaving me behind? What kind of feelings have you been hiding from me?
Did I... not prevent your death?
In the end, you died and I lived.
I couldn't even set foot in your funeral home
The day I cried in my mother's arms was the day summer vacation began.
I lived with those fragmented memories of you
I became a curator at an art gallery I had no interest in,
It's been almost 11 years since you died
I still... think you're clear.
Words that can never be said just roll around on the lips
To me, who was living as usual,
The person I met said he was a writer from America.
We have the same face and surname, but different names.
I can't believe that he is 4 years younger than me.
Unlike me, who is already a grown man, I see yourself in that person.
In high school, you were someone who purely loved art.
I don't know who to miss anymore.
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Big, big..@@
This story is just about 18-year-old, high school sophomore Yeo Ji-woo's favorite art club member, Jeon Jeong-guk.
After committing suicide, 11 years later, 29-year-old curator Yeo Ji-woo meets Jeon Jung-guk, Seongdo, and their faces
Could this be a work that depicts a series of events that occur when two people, both 25 years old, meet and develop a relationship?
Looking at Jiwoo, who seemed to have some special feelings for her,
Ian, who became suspicious, followed her to where his brother,
So, we discover the ossuary of the state. An empty ossuary.
Jiwoo, who still can't forget Jeongguk, and Jiwoo, who lost all his memories and is in Korea
Jungkook, who lives in America as if he were dead, and even though he knew all about it.
Even Ian approaches Jiwoo while hiding it.
Two brothers who resemble each other in name, face, and personality fall in love with the same woman.
The wrong things that happen while doing it... Imagination))
Anyway..! This is fun!!! This kind of imagination😏😏
Hehehehehe