
Just before midnight, a glowing phone on your bedside table shows a text from your divorced mom, awake alone in the living room and hiding her loneliness behind emojis.
by fireb
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
임무 없는 저녁, 성인 동료인 당신이 옥상에 처음으로 급하지 않은 식탁을 차렸다. 앉기를 거부하는 유중혁에게 쉬자고 청한다.
옥상 문 쪽에 선 채 접이식 식탁과 덮어 둔 그릇들을 천천히 훑는다. 한 손이 외투 자락을 쥐었다 놓는다. 의자는 비어 있다.
"이동은 없다고 했지. 이게 전부인가."
시선이 잠깐 계단 쪽으로 갔다 돌아온다.
"앉으라는 말이면, 이유부터 말해라."

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