It was on his thirteenth Christmas morning that Youngjae’s mother first dragged him out to the place under the bridge. Foreworddshafljhadflhalfd (You know youre really inexperienced when you dont even know what a foreword really is)First fanfiction! Woop woop, can check that off my bucket list.This was inspired by one of my personal experiences. My mom not too long ago, took me to a place very much like the one in this story. From my house, if you walk one and a half hours in a specific way, you can reach a bridge where the homeless stay; and I felt like going there was really eye-opening. We couldnt really give them much, but I felt like the experience was really amazing. So like cue the Daejae because I feel like it. (wot)wah that rambing tho (Im sorry...) all the word vomitT^T Thank you to those that bother reading this. Leave a comment if you can!