( Behind every great fortune, there is a crime. - Honore de Balzac. )
( It’s an infection of the heart. He’s in too deep. )
( What am I? )
( Jaejoong watches her sing—like her shadow caught up against the wall: a constant, tender companion that offered no words or sounds, but an endless adoration that swallowed up the sea into a tiny scarlet box carved in the shape of a heart. . )
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