On the Rainy Day, I Saw You in the Painting
A person encounters their painted image during rain, reaching into the artwork only to have something unexpected emerge.
This is an English translation of a story originally written in Korean by the
Hwasee.bang community, one sentence at a time.
Each sentence was submitted separately and chosen by community vote before the next one could be written. Nobody knew how it would end.
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Each sentence was submitted separately and chosen by community vote before the next one could be written. Nobody knew how it would end.
Read the Korean original →
Our eyes met within the painting, and you gazed at me as though envious.
I thoughtlessly reached my hand toward you in the painting, and I felt you grasp it.
In that instant the painting tore apart, and you burst into reality—but why are you holding a selfie stick?
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