an open book (джен)

"There's no one else here," says the child that is Kim Dokja. Unconsciously, maybe, he draws in on himself. "It's just me."
The black tide behind Jonghyuk rustles and stops at the edges of shadow, and then it recedes until it is only him and the child before him.
[Kim Dokja was alone.]
"I am here, too," Yoo Jonghyuk says.