There's a ghost living across from Minhee's window. He's like a constellation, stars embedded in his bones. Beauty and faint pasts lie deep in his translucent skin. He is more handsome than the Disney Princes in the movies that she is allowed to watch, realistic, mysterious, breathing and exhaling as though he is human, but she doubts it, he much too fragile to be considered human. His broken bones can be stitched back together like red thread that she is used to. The boy, Hanyoung, is the only human that she likes. ♥









