In the Night When Stars Slept

The man who once ran diligently across the green pitch was standing beneath a plum tree where white blossoms were budding, looking up at me. Five years ago, I remembered the man in his most dazzling moment. And I was the one who brought that sparkling man crashing down. That was why I wanted to keep watching him from this distance. “Can I look at the textbook with you?” But the man lightly taps the desk where I’m sitting with his long fingers, “If it’s nothing important, have lunch with me today.” Proposes a meal with eyes like a deer, “I want to give all the delicious things to you, Sunbae.” Speaking only to my right, as if he knows everything, “Do you want to come to my place?” ...