Fanfiction "Storm II: Hurricane"

Wow, I think I even surprised myself. How the bleep did I manage to write a new fanficiton so quick?

Aish, who cares...Go read the continuation of Storm: "Storm II: Hurricane"

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Title: Storm II: Hurricane

Series: Sungkyunkwan Scandal

Soundtrack: Hurricane - 30 Seconds to Mars

Spoilers: -

Time frame: After series end

Summary: Its been one and a half years since Yong Ha left for Qing and took his heart with him. Everyone's life’s are moving forward except for one, Moon Jae Shin. What will he do? And why? And in the end will the answer he gets, free him or will it bring him something entirely different?

Excerpt: “The mere thought made Jae Shin sick to the stomach. It had never occurred to him.

For some reason he had imagined Yong Ha to be in the same state as himself. How foolish”

Pairings: Moon Jae Shin/Gu Yong Ha

Word count: ~9800

Rating: M (angst, violence, romance)

Warning:...can't...stop...myself...from...poetry....overdose...

Other: This is the continuation of my oneshot “Storm”. I was not planning on writing a continuation from the beginning but I had an epiphany and suddenly the plot was clear. The lyrics are from “Hurricane” by 30 Seconds to Mars and the other quotes in italic are from “Storm” except the “destiny” quote that is from “Kung Fu Panda”. Min-Min means “bright-bright” and Ae-Mi means “love-eternal”, they are completely invented by me using korean composite names.

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Poem "human IV"

Would you take a life, to save another human?

Would you give your life, to stay human?

All that is really our own in this world, is our life.

Therefor it is also the most precious thing we have,

to keep or give away...

Not to be taken by force.

Pillow Book "watching"

Do you sometimes sit in a cafe, observing the people around you.

I do, often.

Many, many times I imagine their lifes as they sit and eat, or talk to each other.

What do they talk about? Why?

Sometimes I imagine myself to be one of them.

What am I thinking of? What is my next step? What are my worries?

...and I realise that everyone is just like me.

They all have their worries, their loves, their preferences, their wishes.

They are just different from mine.

Sometimes I wonder if someone else is doing the same with me. And would I feel them doing it?