|| Black Sky & Bloody Sheets || Himchan & Junhong
For a while now, Junhong had been walking, aimlessly through the streets. How long exactly, he wouldn’t know. Drunk, mostly, after dancing half of the night. He had just wanted to get out for a second, just one, to let the fresh autumnal air cool his spinning head. He didn’t want to go home just yet, but he didn’t want to go back inside, to the stuffy, loud cloud of human sweat and lust. And without realising, his feet had led him a couple of streets further away, in a deserted, oddly silent neighbourhood.













