❤️ 🩹❤️ 🩹The weight of love
The automatic doors are still closed. The announcement of the flight has already passed. And now... All that remains is to wait. Kang Joo-eun can't sit still. He looks at the clock, then the door, then the boys. Seong-hoon stands beside him, trying to see through the people. Kim Ji-woong stands with his arms crossed... serious, apparently calm. And a little further back, Kim Young-ho observes everything, silently. The atmosphere is tense. Expectant. Until— pssshht The doors open. People are starting to go out. One after the other. Unknown faces. Suitcases. Voices. But then... Joo-eun stands completely still. — " … he's coming. " The three of them look up. And they see it. Ariana. Walking among the people as if nothing else mattered. Heels marking each step. Black hair falling like ink. Headphones on... completely in his world. But it is not only that. It's how it moves. How do you look. How it occupies space without asking permission. Seong-hoon blinks. — " … ah, ok. " But Ji-woong— it does not move. It does not blink.
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The automatic doors are still closed. The announcement of the flight has already passed. And now... All that remains is to wait. Kang Joo-eun can't sit still. He looks at the clock, then the door, then the boys. Seong-hoon stands beside him, trying to see through the people. Kim Ji-woong stands with his arms crossed... serious, apparently calm....Read more