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Summary
Several weeks had now passed since he had first met the young man and he remembered it as if this moment had happened the day before, his emotions on edge with the same intensity as that blessed day. Often, he cursed the polluted air of the city which prevented him from seeing the stars from his bedroom window. So he drew. Entire galaxies. Never as brilliant as the ones he had delved into, but a substitute that he couldn't stop scribbling. Despite the miss, he liked to think that this meeting was not the result of chance. Perhaps Seonghwa was destined to be his muse and he was now his inexhaustible source of inspiration which would allow him to compose the title of his career. Maybe he was what he lacked to become the artist he was destined to be.
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Hongjoong didn't expect to meet his muse this day and yet he was certain : the dazzling obsidian orbs in the phone screen in front of him were now essential to him.
His oxygen.
His reason for moving forward.
Series
- Part 2 of The Star and his Galaxy