Chapter 2

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October 11th, 2016
5:09am KST

Ten collapsed on the floor. His heart fell to his feet. It sank in with every beat of his heart. Badum tears rolled down his face, badum he began to whimper, badum quiet crying turned to wails, badum.

"JOHNNY!" He screamed, louder than he ever had. Yuta ran in from the next dorm over, also crying. He squatted down and rubbed Ten's back. Ten continued to sob like there was no tomorrow. He pounded his fists on the floor in agony.

"I know," Yuta whispered, still trying to comfort his dongsaeng, "Come here." He pulled the weakened boy into his arms and held him. Ten wrapped his arms around him and wept onto his shoulder. The two sat there and cried.

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October 13th, 2016
2:52pm KST

Ten stood there. Broken. Delivering the eulogy for the one person who truly understood him. It took so much for him to not throw himself on the casket and sob until he felt nothing. Alas, he continued. Speaking of days the two had spent together. Every word he said cut him like a knife. After a cruel eleven minutes, he was done.

He grabbed a bouquet of roses and placed them on the coffin. The thorns had cut his hands in several places, but he couldn't care less.

As he walked to the car, Mark's arm around him. It began to rain. It crushed Ten's spirit. He began to sob violently again and continued the whole way home.

He sat at the counter of his dorm, half done with his seventeenth bottle of soju. He was barely alive, and it was a miracle he was not yet perished in a pool of alcohol and tears.

Noticing he had no soju left, he made his way to the hall, on a journey to get more from the convenience store on the ground floor. He didn't even put on shoes. He didn't give a shit about things like that anymore.

'Elevator not in use'

Fuck... he cursed under his breath, walking over to the stairs. One, two, three, four steps down he paused, getting incredibly dizzy. On step number five he fell and hit his head beginning to bleed out.





"Ten! Wake up!"

He awoke to Johnny hopping on his bed like a child.
"You gotta go to practice! It's dress rehearsal for your debut"

Shocked and believing it was a dream, he checked his phone.

April 2nd, 2016
4:45am

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