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Title:

fog curtain (

Haze)

Couple: OKKAY

Rate: -

Authors: Param

The night filled with raindrops from the sky above soothed my tired body from work. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Kim Minjoon. You can call me Minjoon or Junke, it's up to you. convenient I am a person who really likes when it rains. The sound of the rain and the cool wind that blows makes my mind feel incredibly peaceful.

Especially when the weather is hot and then it rains. The cool raindrops hit the heat of the ground. It causes the soil vapor to evaporate and creates a soft earthy scent. I especially like it. Friends often think I'm crazy when I stand and smell the freshly rainy soil, but I don't care, I just like it. What can I do? Or maybe it's because I have a career as a songwriter, I don't know, that I like things that are different than other people's.

And tonight is another night where I will probably sleep well because the sound of the rain is like a song that lulls me into sleep mode easily.

I don't know how long I slept. I woke up and realized that all around me was a dense fog. I remember I finished work. I came back to the room and I fell asleep. So why am I here? Where is this place? Or am I dreaming? I tried to pinch myself in case I woke up like they do in dramas. But it didn't work.

I don't know what else to do except keep walking aimlessly. I walked until I felt tired and then sat down to rest. I was so tired that I forgot to look around. The mist that had been thick in the beginning had completely disappeared, revealing the surrounding environment clearly.

Where I was sitting was a large tree that about ten people could see around it. It has existed for hundreds of years to grow to such a large size. But that still didn't surprise me as much as the castle standing tall in front of me. It is a castle with pillars at the entrance carved in stunning marble.

Its sophistication left me in awe of its beauty. Until I accidentally walked in and touched it with my hand. But it wasn't long before I was fascinated by its beauty. The sound of a large carved wooden door opening made me jump and I turned to look at the source of the sound that startled me.

The door that at first was completely open, showing no sign of opening, now opened wide as if inviting me in. Part of me wanted to go in and see if the inside would be as beautiful as the outside of the castle. But another part of me told me not to pry too much if you don't want to get yourself into trouble.

My thoughts right now are as if both angels and devils are fighting each other, fighting for me to make a decision. I stood and debated for a while. Until finally I decided, let's take it. Whatever it is, let's go and see what it's like inside and what's inside. along with breathing heavily into the lungs to boost morale and encouragement (I don't know who you're going to fight with, Brother Kim -*-)

As soon as my legs walked through the door, I was stunned by the beauty of the castle's interior. Gorgeous marble sculptures Beautiful paintings on the walls But then my eyes fell on a painting. It was a drawing of a man fully dressed in a long robe. I assumed he was a nobleman or a knight from ancient times.

Elegant and majestic demeanor Probably because of his slender face. Receive a fierce look in your eyes His muscular and masculine body was extremely charming. The longer I stared at the painting, the more magical it felt that I couldn't take my eyes off this man's painting. It's like I'm in a trance.

I regained consciousness when a hand touched my shoulder. That's it. I even shouted loudly at the castle. Even though I look like a man, I really don't want to deal with this ghost thing. I can only close my eyes and pray that the ghost holding my shoulder will get away from me. I don't know how many incoherent chants poured out from me.

I would not have stopped praying so easily if the cold feeling on my shoulder had not disappeared. I sighed loudly. Well, people are relieved here. I guess the ghosts are probably afraid of my chants. Haha. I'm cool too. I can exorcise ghosts too. Or would I like to pursue exorcism as a side job? Certainly the income from the case. (Um.....P'Kim, are you okay?)

My joy at being successful in exorcising the ghost didn't last long because as soon as I turned to walk out of the castle, I was faced with the figure of a man standing with his back to me. He was dressed exactly like the person in the painting. Having said that, the shape is similar, eh!! Or is it that person?

It was as if God didn't want a curious person like me to have to face questions without answers because that person standing with his back to me slowly turned towards me. It was as if time had slowed down and all the sounds around me suddenly became quiet until I could clearly hear my heart pounding loudly in my chest. As soon as he turned and I locked eyes with him, I felt familiar and had longed for eyes like this for a long time.

My body unconsciously moved closer to his, my hand reaching out to caress the face of the tall figure in front of me. I could have sworn that these symptoms were automatic, without my brain actually telling my body to do this. When my brain returned to work normally, I pulled my hand away from this man's face. But before I could do as I intended, a strong hand grabbed my hand and said to me,

“Do you know how long I have waited for you? Waiting with hope that one day you will come back to me like the promise you once made. So I've been waiting for you in this place, never going anywhere, until today, in this place where I see you again, my darling, from now on. I will definitely not let you leave me again.”

A language that I don't quite understand. But with a serious tone The pleading look in his eyes made my heart beat so fast it almost burst out of my chest. Needless to say, my face must be red right now, spreading to my ears. Whoever tries to see this kind of sight Saying something like this isn't embarrassing. I think that person's shame glands must have been damaged for sure.

Does it even exist? P'Kim, you bastard.)

“Yes sir, I'm sorry. I mean, I really didn't intend to break in at all. I'll leave immediately. I'm sorry.”

I quickly pulled my hand away so as not to make it ugly. Then hurriedly bowed to apologize. I'm about to walk towards the door. Just a few more steps and I'll be able to bring myself outside the castle if I don't get stuck. The man's voice didn't call out to me first.

“Do you not remember me? Have you forgotten me like that? I am Ok Taecyeon, your beloved.”

“Uh, I'm sorry, I don't remember you. But I don't think I know you any more. You must have remembered the wrong person. Sorry again.”

Such ordinary words to people who don't know each other would seem like a polite refusal, but to a young man named Taecyeon, it was like a sharp knife cutting into his heart. More painful than the wound received from striking an enemy. It hurts more than the body being attacked by any weapon.

“Why are you so indifferent to me? Do you know all the time I waited for you, how much I was tormented by the longing for you? And is this the reward for a loyal love slave like me? Are you repaying me with this indifference? You are so cruel, Kim Minjoon.”

I thought I'd walk out of the castle without listening to that man's words. What's his name? Oh, that Taecyeon. But it stumbled on me where he said my name. How do these people know my name? Well, since we've never met We've definitely never known each other before. This Minjoon asks for confirmation.

“Wait a minute. What did you call me?”

“I call you Kim Min Jun.”

My name came out slowly and clearly, word by word, coming out of Taecyeon's mouth, reassuring me that I wasn't deaf. This man really knows me.

“How do you know my name? When I'm a million percent sure that we don't know each other. I don't know you.”

“We know each other. and know each other well Only now you don't remember me. No, you've probably completely forgotten everything that happened between us from so long ago. But if you don't remember me, that's okay. From now on, I will make you remember me forever. and remember only me.”

grrrrrrr grrrrrrrrrrr

The sound of the alarm clock woke me up. I'm really just dreaming. Heh.... Kim Minjoon, you really are dreaming. Changing from a songwriter to a novel writer is likely to take off. You can dream in stages.

The young man got up from the bed, picked up a towel and walked into the bathroom to shower and prepare for work without noticing the figure of a burly man standing in the tree in front of the bedroom window.

"My beloved I finally found you. And this time, I will never let you leave me again. You will be with me until the end of time.”

Yayyyyyyy, this fic has finally been born. Like I've been writing fantasy fiction for a long time and finally got around to writing it. At first I wanted to dress up as

SF

One episode ends, but it looks like one episode will be very long and will have to carry over to the next episode. But I don't know how many chapters it will end in. It depends on his own turmoil. Hee hee hee. Anyway, please leave this fic for me. A little bit of encouragement would be nice, wouldn't it be a little bit?

Thank you, Reed, to everyone who came on purpose or just happened to come in. Wright assumes that you are already attached to Wright. Haha. See you next time. Kisses.