[ For the first time in a very, very long time, Dokja feels the faintest flicker of hope. As much as it fills him with despair to hear that everyone had chosen to regress, his heartbeat picks up in speed, the pounding of it reaching his ears. He can't understand why they've done such a thing, but more than anything, he wishes he could read that story.
See them one more time.
Tell them they did a good job. That they suffered a lot.
And then the pounding of his heart is replaced with a static white noise at what Sooyoung says next.
Dokja's hands go to her shoulders, and he momentarily forgets how to breathe. What had she said? What had she said... It's not enough that Sooyoung is in this place, but him too? ]
... Yoo Joonghyuk is here...?
[ He immediately glances up and to the sides, as if expecting the other man to be there. If Sooyoung is here, then he can't be far, isn't that right? Don't tell Dokja that the bastard ran off on his own again... ]
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See them one more time.
Tell them they did a good job. That they suffered a lot.
And then the pounding of his heart is replaced with a static white noise at what Sooyoung says next.
Dokja's hands go to her shoulders, and he momentarily forgets how to breathe. What had she said? What had she said... It's not enough that Sooyoung is in this place, but him too? ]
... Yoo Joonghyuk is here...?
[ He immediately glances up and to the sides, as if expecting the other man to be there. If Sooyoung is here, then he can't be far, isn't that right? Don't tell Dokja that the bastard ran off on his own again... ]