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Death was only one thing everyone was guaranteed in this life. It didn’t discriminate. It crept up in many forms, waiting to catch the pathetic mortal that at last fell from this earth.
These thoughts floated idly around Jamie’s mind as he crouched in a dark alcove waiting for the opportunity to sprint across the street unnoticed. The subject wasn’t so odd to think upon anymore, so he let them meander about, keeping his eyes alert.
He bounced impatiently on the balls of his feet, knowing the route of the guards purveying the area, and ticked down the minutes.
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Guard 1 walked stiffly along the edge of the street, approaching the eastern corner.
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He stops, turning to watch the street, waiting until guard 2 has reached him, as so to trade places.
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Jamie rose for his crouched position, fingers lightly scratching into the stone of the building he leaned against, the shadow of guard 2 looming across the intersection from the dim light; Guard 1 turns towards him, momentarily blocking guards 2’s sight of the street as he came around the corner.
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Lounging besides a tree on the late spring grass, he looked up at the gray clouds lazily making their way across the sky and sighed.

No sign of the sun at all. 
For the past few weeks it has been like this; rainy and muggy and gray, and just damn miserable. 
It was only mid-March, and he knew what to expect of the weather at this time.

But he had been inside all winter, and craved for the caress of the sun’s rays. 
Those rays which incited such fond memories of last fall, before the chill of the wind bit into your skin, on the cusp of winter, when he fell in love.
Always in front of his face, he never noticed the beauty that his love radiated until one morning. So glorious he was, always so cheerful and bright. Everyone and everything lit up in his presence, making everything around look amazing and wondrous. 
Though his affection was unrequited, he was filled with a sweet feeling of peace and pure joy whenever around his love.  
Unaware he had fell asleep within the haze of his memories, his eyes fluttered open at the warmth that gently touched his face. 
The bear rolled over, using his paw to shield his eyes. He watched his beloved sun chase away the gray clouds, bringing life to his surroundings. 
It was times like these, that the bear could feel himself falling deeper and deeper in love with the sun. It was silly, to give one’s heart away to something so far away. 
It was silly, but it was wonderful, and crazy, and amazing too.

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Sun streamed in from the window onto the faded wooden floors of the small attic in the pale blue house that was set too far from the road. The placid sounds that existed only within those sweet, sleepy summer months floated in the air, lulling the lone boy lying on the floor close to the precipice of unconsciousness, the rays warming his skin.

Jongsuk rolled to his side, turning towards the window, comforted by the waving leaves of the tall tree outside and the bright blue sky. He like the summer, when he could be alone but not feel lonely; wrapped in the hazy summer days, and the cool summer night breeze caressing his skin, he could easily fall into its embrace and not think about anything else.

He liked that.

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