This kind of piece of shredded memories would always come and go as it pleased, surging through both Minjun’s mind and heart. Sometimes it would knock him bit by bit, slowly, waking his conscience up so it won’t be forgotten. Sometimes it slapped him on his cheek, drenched him with cold water, yelling at him about how he was undeserving of being at ease. There were also times when it comforted him, caressed his still immature feelings, held him tight, whispering assurance that one day he would be forgiven.
Forgive.
It was too much of a wish. Nor himself or even Yunjin, none of them deserve even a bit of its lenience. They could still live normally, yes, but because of it none of them deserve to be at ease.
Hyemi was long gone, nothing could be reversed. Nothing could be undone.
Becaus
