Ohm
I stared at the cracked hospital wall like it had personally betrayed me too, my thumb scrolling through old photos of Ye Jun on my phone for the tenth time that morning. God, I loved that guy so much it made my chest hurt in the worst way. The kind of love where you remember every dumb thing he did, like how he'd get all red-faced when I teased him about his terrible cooking, or the way his eyes lit up when we talked about stupid movies late at night. He made everything feel less heavy, even when my life was a mess after moving here from Thailand. But right now? I was so disappointed in him I wanted to throw the phone across the room. He didn't know I knew, but I did. I knew everything about him and Si Woo.
