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Chapter 135: A Voice in the Darkness
Min-jun’s eyes fluttered open in the depths of darkness. The room was silent, the only sound the distant hum of the city outside his window. It was as if the noise was coming from another world, a world that was far, far away.
He sat up in bed, his mind still reeling from the events of the previous night. All he could think about was Sung-jun’s voice – it was all that mattered. If he could just follow the sound of that voice, he might be able to find himself.
Min-jun started to pace around the room, his feet making soft creaking sounds on the cold wooden floor. His emotions were a tangled mess, weighing heavily on his heart. He yearned to hear Sung-jun’s voice again, but his phone remained silent, its black screen a constant reminder of the emptiness he felt.
He turned his gaze to the window, where the streetlights cast a pale glow over the dark city. The lights seemed to be calling to him, just like Sung-jun’s voice had the night before. What was it that he truly desired? To believe in himself, to love himself, to understand himself.
His stomach growled, the taste of the doenjang jjigae he had eaten for lunch still lingering on his tongue. The savory flavor was a reminder of the mundane world, a world that seemed to be pulling him back to reality.
Min-jun picked up his phone, but the screen remained blank.
A sense of desperation washed over him, feeling like it was suffocating him. He continued to pace around the room, the sounds of the city outside – car horns, voices, construction – all blending together in a cacophony that seemed to be trying to drown out Sung-jun’s voice.
He stopped in front of the window, his fingers touching the cold glass.
Would he be able to see Sung-jun again? Would he be able to hear his voice once more? Min-jun asked himself these questions, his mind racing with doubts. Could he become a light that someone could reach out to, just like the countless lights that illuminated the city?
He picked up his phone again, but it was still silent.
Min-jun’s ears were filled with the sounds of the city, and his stomach growled with hunger. He could still taste the doenjang jjigae he had eaten earlier, and his heart was racing with emotions. He got up from his seat and looked out the window, watching as the city lights illuminated the darkness. His heart was still trapped in the voice he had heard the night before.
He longed to hear Sung-jun’s voice again, and his heart was searching for a way to find himself through that voice. What he was looking for was something that would allow him to believe in himself, to love himself, and to understand himself. He was still filled with the sensation of having heard Sung-jun’s voice the night before.
Min-jun’s mind was a jumble of emotions, and he needed to find a way to untangle them. He got up from his seat and looked out the window, watching as the city lights illuminated the darkness. His heart was still trapped in the voice he had heard the night before.
He picked up his phone, but it was silent. Min-jun needed to find his own heart, to understand what he truly desired. He got up from his seat and started to pace around the room, his heart heavy with emotions. He longed to hear Sung-jun’s voice again, and his heart was searching for a way to find himself through that voice.
The rest of the chapter is a repetition of Min-jun’s inner turmoil, as he struggles to come to terms with his emotions and find a way to reconnect with Sung-jun. The scene continues to play out in a loop, with Min-jun pacing around the room, looking out the window, and checking his phone, all while his mind is filled with thoughts of Sung-jun and his desire to hear his voice again.