Old Joke

Three years after breaking up following a relationship that lasted barely two months, I reunited with my ex in the emergency room. With his bones snapped and shattered. Nothing—neither my body nor my heart—is going the way I want. “Jihyeong, have you been well? How have you been? I’m glad you look like you’ve been doing well.” “Who said that? That I’ve been doing well.” It had been a relationship that started haphazardly, born from a confession blurted out in a drunken stupor after a long period of one-sided pining and love at first sight. That was why I thought Jihyeong’s feelings weren't actually love. “I’ll transfer hospitals. You must have been very busy; it probably bothered you ...