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Dawn At Sunset- 1
PLEASE READ THE SYNOPSIS BEFORE HAND TO KNOW WHAT THE STORY IS ABOUT. :)
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ROOFTOP STRANGERS
She sighed when the first rays of sun touched her face. The warmth of a new day was welcomed - and so was the alcohol.
'This really is a friend of life' Ha Yoon thought taking a swig of her soju. She savoured the burn of the alcohol mingled with the slight sweetness of distilled rice wine. 'Perfect'.
"Nothing like soju and the rising sun," she said aloud to herself, leaning back on her hands. The view of dawn was beautiful from atop her apartment complex, but she imagined it would have been even more breath taking down by the harbour. The pinkish tint of the sky over blue waters, the slight wash of gold over the docks and the symphony, which would otherwise be a cacophony at any other time of day, of chirping and squawking of morning birds and gulls flying over the pier, would be perfect right now.
She would rather be there now, soaking up the beauty of that scenery instead of the one proffered here. Yeonsu-gu district was already bustling with life and the morning rush was underway even though it was just 6 am. Especially in this part of town there was an influx of doctors, teachers, contractors, private and commercial business owners... overall very busy, self respecting people that had to be at their respective jobs and thus began the hum-bub of the morning rush.
Thus the noise really interfered with one's appreciation of the beauty of golden rays on concrete and glass. Ha Yoon chuckled, the thought being funnier than she had intended.
Though 17, she had already completed her job. 'It was important business too' she mused sarcastically to herself, for she had to go out of town each night. 'Only important people did inter-city travelling.'
"Living the high life," she whispered, removing a few strands of hair from her face. It was quickly followed by an utterance of "Nope...nope...no more," whilst she wrung her hands together feeling the emotions rise within her. She took two big swigs of her soju to distract her from the stinging of tears behind her eyes, finishing it before munching on her half eaten corn dog and kimchi that she had in the food box beside her. She would not cry. No, she would not. She had cried all the way home on the train ride from Seoul. She wouldn't have a repeat. Not now, not today.
She stuffed her mouth with food as if she was stuffing her tears away, but nearly choked when she was startled by a sudden bang.
She looked over her shoulder to see someone had...
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ROOFTOP STRANGERS
She sighed when the first rays of sun touched her face. The warmth of a new day was welcomed - and so was the alcohol.
'This really is a friend of life' Ha Yoon thought taking a swig of her soju. She savoured the burn of the alcohol mingled with the slight sweetness of distilled rice wine. 'Perfect'.
"Nothing like soju and the rising sun," she said aloud to herself, leaning back on her hands. The view of dawn was beautiful from atop her apartment complex, but she imagined it would have been even more breath taking down by the harbour. The pinkish tint of the sky over blue waters, the slight wash of gold over the docks and the symphony, which would otherwise be a cacophony at any other time of day, of chirping and squawking of morning birds and gulls flying over the pier, would be perfect right now.
She would rather be there now, soaking up the beauty of that scenery instead of the one proffered here. Yeonsu-gu district was already bustling with life and the morning rush was underway even though it was just 6 am. Especially in this part of town there was an influx of doctors, teachers, contractors, private and commercial business owners... overall very busy, self respecting people that had to be at their respective jobs and thus began the hum-bub of the morning rush.
Thus the noise really interfered with one's appreciation of the beauty of golden rays on concrete and glass. Ha Yoon chuckled, the thought being funnier than she had intended.
Though 17, she had already completed her job. 'It was important business too' she mused sarcastically to herself, for she had to go out of town each night. 'Only important people did inter-city travelling.'
"Living the high life," she whispered, removing a few strands of hair from her face. It was quickly followed by an utterance of "Nope...nope...no more," whilst she wrung her hands together feeling the emotions rise within her. She took two big swigs of her soju to distract her from the stinging of tears behind her eyes, finishing it before munching on her half eaten corn dog and kimchi that she had in the food box beside her. She would not cry. No, she would not. She had cried all the way home on the train ride from Seoul. She wouldn't have a repeat. Not now, not today.
She stuffed her mouth with food as if she was stuffing her tears away, but nearly choked when she was startled by a sudden bang.
She looked over her shoulder to see someone had...
