Visiting the place he has always called home, Jiyong is confronted with past decisions and the person he left behind. ForewordI was listening to Regina Spektor when I decided to write this [unnecessary info is unnecessary, I know]. It’s a pretty random oneshot, so don’t expect too much.Also, Im excited for Christmas and I want a snowy winter k weather dont be so mean (although snow = slippery roads = falling while cycling = ripped pants)also Im afraid this might be really boring for you