#!animus

There's a ghost living across from Minhee's window. He's like a constellation, stars embedded in his bones. Beauty and faint pasts lie deep in his translucent skin. He is more handsome than the Disney Princes in the movies that she is allowed to watch, realistic, mysterious, breathing and exhaling as though he is human, but she doubts it, he much too fragile to be considered human. His broken bones can be stitched back together like red thread that she is used to.  The boy, Hanyoung, is the only human that she likes. ♥

and whatever a sun will always sing is you

Hanyoung and I met through the windows. He was the only boy I could ever interact in my cage the adults put me in, they danced with poisons and I obeyed such idiotic commands. I was not allowed in the outside world, the only attraction I found was watching the boy across the window and how he played with Morse code to interact, scrawled handwriting - he became the sweet nectar and the boy who became the Prince in my stories though I am not worthy to be a princess because of him. But he is my other half and the boy in the window that unlocked the cage, the first glimpse of other humans. Beautiful and wonderful, I am too lowly for his presence.