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Seoul train station

Attention passengers: Train 1997 is taking you to Busan. May everyone rest fully. We will spend another 4 hours with love and care. Hello.

I don't know how many times this is. As I sit on this train over and over again And I can only pray Let this train take him back. Today's weather is very cold. If he's still here He must have brought a blanket to cover me with. Why, God? Why did you choose him? Why did you choose to take Jung Jeon Kuk away from your child?

-Incoming call-

"Hello, Hoseok."

(Where are you?)

"I'm on the train."

(Again? Jungkook isn't with us anymore. Calm down.)

"What are you saying? Jungkook is coming out to me. Jungkook still said he was coming to see me. Waiting to receive me in Busan."

(Tae, it's been a long time)

“I will see Jungkook in a few hours. Do you want to tell me something?"

(Tae, calm down. Be reasonable.)

“You want to eat rice cakes made by Jungkook, right? You miss him as much as I do, right?"

(Tae..)

"Can't you help..huh..lie a little more? Lied that he can't still be with me..."

(Tae..take it easy)

“I...miss..miss very much. That guy named Jungkook. That guy doesn't keep his promises. Even though I made the appointment myself, I couldn't do it. Does a person like this have the right to make me cry?"

“I'm tired, hyung.. really tired.. tired of crying over things like this. As long as he comes back for one day, that's fine."

(Tae, I'll be waiting to take Tae home at Seoul Station. Tae, come back to me first. I love you.)

"Yes, if I could go back..."

Closet.

Taek took Kook and made rice cakes in the cabinet. You can come back and eat first. See you in the evening, Tae.

Tae, I'm really tired today.

Taek, during this time the news says it will rain. Take an umbrella with you.

Please wear thick clothes. You'll get sick. I won't take care of you.

These words will no longer exist. There are no more people who make rice cakes for you to eat. There is no longer anyone who reminds me to carry an umbrella. There is no longer someone to hug. There is no longer anyone who was with this person when he was sick.

Just saying goodbye isn't possible. So how did we come from each other like this?

Taek accepts that he must return to Busan first. Can I take the train next? Kook will be waiting to receive you there.

Yes, Sikook, Tae is already good at it. But Kuk has to come take over instead.

Yes, yes.

That train that I rode on It is the train ride that I am happiest with because I get to meet the people I love. And it was my last happy train ride.

“Wow, look at that. The condition is impossible to see."

"Look, there are flowers too."

"Not worth it, you're really young."

The picture I saw was supposed to be him standing and waiting for me..but why was he just lying there?

Kuk...Jungkook, I kept shouting in my heart.

The last picture he left for me was of him lying in a pool of blood. Hug my favorite white lily.

Thank you, Jungkook. that gives us time together Even though it's a little

Tae. I'm about to go find Kook. Please wait for Tae.

I'm sorry, Hoseok. I can't go back. I love you all.

Breaking news

"A man's body was found dead in the bathroom of the 1997 Seoul-Busan train. Police suspect that the deceased Probably died from being in a confined space and cold weather for a long time. This caused him to go into shock and lose consciousness until he died. The deceased was only found. The ID card and lilies that the corpse held in their hands It was discovered that the deceased's name was Mr. Kim Taehyung.

However, the police ask for cooperation from the public to ensure that all citizens wear thick clothing. Because during this time the weather will be especially cold. News for September 1, 2019"

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It's over with.

SF

Wright's first story Wherever I fell, I apologize. I don't know if other people read this and were sad or not. But when writing, writing, Wright shed tears. Anyway, please leave it to me.