#celnovrim

“I’m Blair. And I hate to be cliche but honestly... have I seen you before? You look familiar.”

“What... what do you mean?” His eyes widened and lips half-parted into shock. It was been awhile since they’ve become friends, but Joon never had the courage to admit his personal crush to her. He had thought it was enough just to be by her side. He had kept up with his old habits, partying, clubbing, and going out with girls he didn’t know. He had thought that Yerim only saw him as a friend and was entirely indifferent towards his hidden acts or simply thought that she didn’t know about it. Uncertain, confused, as a witch unbound by human love laws, he did whatever he wanted, thinking that Yerim simply didn’t hold the same feelings as he did. His only source of relief was to indulge in human play, but what is she talking about now? She can’t do it anymore? Is she going to leave him like his parents did? Like everyone else who he had once cared about? Yerim had always been his constant. In such a changing world with numerous fragile relationships that go into a continuous loop of dissipation and establishment, Yerim had always been there.