[ Hong Lu's hand closes around his -- and then he's falling, gathered fragments that settled in his other palm scattering onto the floor all over again.
Yi Sang blinks, taking a moment to recover and reassemble his thoughts.
Ah. The pieces of the empty picture frame are back on the ground. He frowns and rolls onto his side to face Hong Lu, dark irises meeting mismatched ones. He'll have to start picking everything up from the start once his hand is freed from the other's grasp. ]
Hong Lu, what was the purpose behind this?
[ He's not upset; he's simply perplexed. Yi Sang thinks there's a reason for everything, even when it comes to Hong Lu.
Based on the grip around his hand, it doesn't seem like Hong Lu will be letting go soon. Resigned to his new fate, Yi Sang shifts to get more comfortable on the floor. ]
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Yi Sang blinks, taking a moment to recover and reassemble his thoughts.
Ah. The pieces of the empty picture frame are back on the ground. He frowns and rolls onto his side to face Hong Lu, dark irises meeting mismatched ones. He'll have to start picking everything up from the start once his hand is freed from the other's grasp. ]
Hong Lu, what was the purpose behind this?
[ He's not upset; he's simply perplexed. Yi Sang thinks there's a reason for everything, even when it comes to Hong Lu.
Based on the grip around his hand, it doesn't seem like Hong Lu will be letting go soon. Resigned to his new fate, Yi Sang shifts to get more comfortable on the floor. ]