Young Jae wore a dark red button-down shirt with ripped black jeans. It was simple yet enhanced his complexion adorably. He always preferred to comb his hair neatly and look as decent as possible. So he stuck to his usual style.
The only thing that was missing in his dress-up was the bare neck. More than the bare neck, it was the feeling of not wearing the chain he had worn for the last three years that left a jarring impact.
The amount of time his hands sought the comfort of the chain since he parted with it was countless. After all, the chain kind of comforted him and gave him hope all this while. But now, there was a gaping hole that made him feel a little unstable.
As he saw the people who genuinely care for him, he could feel the ground under his feet. But the feeling of something missing with him grew stronger only.
