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Somin was the only person in the whole school who continuously believed in Jihoon no matter what. Something he graciously forgave her for, due to their lifelong friendship.
“She’ll hear,” the girl whispered. There was steel in her voice. Her words were enough to keep him silent. Hadn’t he just learned to believe in monsters?
After all, Yena was the epitome of beauty. Her perfection made men regret the time they spent on blinking.
So the fox became a woman, and the woman became a demon. And she lived forever as a gumiho.
That night, by the side of the road, drenched, he’d been tempted to kiss her. He’d wanted to see if she’d taste like rain. He suspected it was more likely she’d taste like lightning.
She’d read books that said two lovers’ hearts could race as one. This wasn’t true for Miyoung. Her heart chased Jihoon’s, speeding in a breakneck sprint to catch up.
Jihoon’s heart pushed against his ribs, like it needed to be closer to her and didn’t care if the rest of him came with it or not.
“And then people get into fights and one of them ends up yelling, ‘What’s your problem?’ Like it’s not completely obvious everyone’s problem is that they’re going to die one day.”
“Maybe it’s wrong for us to hold any one person as our whole world. Maybe . . .” Jihoon trailed off with an odd expression. “Maybe it’s wrong of us to owe all of our happiness or sadness to one person.”

