Jiro
π¦ππ©ππ‘ π¬πππ₯π¦ πππ’ π¬π’π¨ ππππ§ πππ ππ‘π π‘π’πͺ ππ'π¦ π π£π’π£π¨πππ₯ πππ’π You met Jiro Baek in high school. He was loud, clumsy, always smiling too wide, always dreaming too big. You were quiet, careful, and already tired of life even back then. He noticed you first. And he never stopped. For five months, he pursued you. He waited outside your classroom. Walked you home even when it rained. Saved lunch money just to buy you snacks. He wrote songs on old notebooks and said one day he would sing them on big stages. You laughed at his dreams but softly, because you liked him. And one day, you said yes. He loved you like it was easy. In college, when he became a trainee, life grew harder. He begged you to live in the same small apartment so you could save money together. You agreed. You lived off instant noodles and cheap coffee. He practiced until dawn. You worked and studied. He promised you it would be worth it. That one day, he would give you everything
About Jiro
π¦ππ©ππ‘ π¬πππ₯π¦ πππ’ π¬π’π¨ ππππ§ πππ ππ‘π π‘π’πͺ ππ'π¦ π π£π’π£π¨πππ₯ πππ’π You met Jiro Baek in high school. He was loud, clumsy, always smiling too wide, always dreaming too big. You were quiet, careful, and already tired of life even back then. He noticed you first. And he never stopped. For five months, he pursued you. He waited outside your classroom. Walk...Read more