Chapter 1
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It is not that frequent that anyone would see this world. Not many believed in it, but it does exist. Even ACF declined the existence of such world. However, ACF does believe in it now. After living there for a long time, and not only that, ACF owns the greatest authority there. Why would not the Golden leader believe?
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The sun shined brightly. The weather was cold with a long sunray that cut through the clouds. People never got over that year's winter. Up until today, people of the GW (Golden World) remember the chilly, warm breezes. One day the wind blew, then the next day ice melted, because of that, ACF enjoyed it.
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"Hey, Jong Hyun-ah," echoed all through the empty, huge house. The atmosphere was as intense as a military dorm. Silence broke again. It was rare for voices and sounds to flow in that place. Then again, "Jong Hyun-ah," broke through, but this time the voice came closer. No one could figure out if those were a male's calls or a female's calls. The voice was neutral more than anything else was.
Footsteps clipped and clapped on the glasslike floor. They were smooth, yet strong. "Bang," that was extreme. Who could that be, the house was never noisy?
A person in his twenties was laying on the coach with a fluffy blanket raped around him. It looked like he had cozied himself in there for years. He did not move. The atmosphere was calm around him. With his red lips, hazel eyes, and some really, nice ash hair, he seemed like a sleeping beauty. Though he was not sleeping- his eyes were open-wild.
'Huh,' someone sighed, 'ah, he's sleeping with his eyes opened again. Now, how can I wake him up,' complained ACF. ACF's voice was the voice echoing in the house. It was soft, yet bold. Not a male voice, nor a female voice. That was ACF.
ACF looked irritated. Did not really expect to see Jong Hyun sleeping. ACF had nothing to do but wait; ACF knew it was impossible to wake him up. 'Even though I told him not to sleep, he did,' ACF yelled angrily.
'Click', 'Click', all of the sudden ACF started shedding tears. 'Why does seeing him sleeping always makes me cry?' ACF thought loudly. ACF was not afraid of openly expressing "feelings". The place was almost empty, and Jong Hyun was in a deep sleep.
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It is not that frequent that anyone would see this world. Not many believed in it, but it does exist. Even ACF declined the existence of such world. However, ACF does believe in it now. After living there for a long time, and not only that, ACF owns the greatest authority there. Why would not the Golden leader believe?
.
The sun shined brightly. The weather was cold with a long sunray that cut through the clouds. People never got over that year's winter. Up until today, people of the GW (Golden World) remember the chilly, warm breezes. One day the wind blew, then the next day ice melted, because of that, ACF enjoyed it.
.
"Hey, Jong Hyun-ah," echoed all through the empty, huge house. The atmosphere was as intense as a military dorm. Silence broke again. It was rare for voices and sounds to flow in that place. Then again, "Jong Hyun-ah," broke through, but this time the voice came closer. No one could figure out if those were a male's calls or a female's calls. The voice was neutral more than anything else was.
Footsteps clipped and clapped on the glasslike floor. They were smooth, yet strong. "Bang," that was extreme. Who could that be, the house was never noisy?
A person in his twenties was laying on the coach with a fluffy blanket raped around him. It looked like he had cozied himself in there for years. He did not move. The atmosphere was calm around him. With his red lips, hazel eyes, and some really, nice ash hair, he seemed like a sleeping beauty. Though he was not sleeping- his eyes were open-wild.
'Huh,' someone sighed, 'ah, he's sleeping with his eyes opened again. Now, how can I wake him up,' complained ACF. ACF's voice was the voice echoing in the house. It was soft, yet bold. Not a male voice, nor a female voice. That was ACF.
ACF looked irritated. Did not really expect to see Jong Hyun sleeping. ACF had nothing to do but wait; ACF knew it was impossible to wake him up. 'Even though I told him not to sleep, he did,' ACF yelled angrily.
'Click', 'Click', all of the sudden ACF started shedding tears. 'Why does seeing him sleeping always makes me cry?' ACF thought loudly. ACF was not afraid of openly expressing "feelings". The place was almost empty, and Jong Hyun was in a deep sleep.
It is not that frequent that anyone would see this world. Not many believed in it, but it does exist. Even ACF declined the existence of such world. However, ACF does believe in it now. After living there for a long time, and not only that, ACF owns the greatest authority there. Why would not the Golden leader believe? . The sun shined brightly. The weather was cold with a long sunray that cut through the clouds. People never got over that year's winter. Up until today, people of the GW Golden World remember the chilly, warm breezes. One day the wind blew, then the next day ice melted, because of that, ACF enjoyed it. . "Hey, Jong Hyun-ah," echoed all through the empty, huge house. The atmosphere was as intense as a military dorm. Silence broke again. It was rare for voices and sounds to flow in that place. Then again, "Jong Hyun-ah," broke through, but this time the voice came closer. No one could figure out if those were a male's calls or a female's calls. The voice was neutral more than anything else was. Footsteps clipped and clapped on the glasslike floor. They were smooth, yet strong. "Bang," that was extreme. Who could that be, the house was never noisy? A person in his twenties was laying on the coach with a fluffy blanket raped around him. It looked like he had cozied himself in there for years. He did not move. The atmosphere was calm around him. With his red lips, hazel eyes, and some really, nice ash hair, he seemed like a sleeping beauty. Though he was not sleeping- his eyes were open-wild. 'Huh,' someone sighed, 'ah, he's sleeping with his eyes opened again. Now, how can I wake him up,' complained ACF. ACF's voice was the voice echoing in the house. It was soft, yet bold. Not a male voice, nor a female voice. That was ACF. ACF looked irritated. Did not really expect to see Jong Hyun sleeping. ACF had nothing to do but wait; ACF knew it was impossible to wake him up. 'Even though I told him not to sleep, he did,' ACF yelled angrily. 'Click', 'Click', all of the sudden ACF started shedding tears. 'Why does seeing him sleeping always makes me cry?' ACF thought loudly. ACF was not afraid of openly expressing "feelings". The place was almost empty, and Jong Hyun was in a deep sleep.
