"Every man has his secret sorrows that the world knows not. And often time we call a man cold when he is only sad."
The perfect man.
Made rough through time.
He lies, yet he is the honorable one.
He kills, yet he is the most righteous.
He is gentle...
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There was blood.
The floor was now flooding with blood. A metallic tang of fresh blood was almost crushing his already throbbing head.
He tasted blood in his mouth. He didn't know how long he has been biting his lips to the point they bled.
He tried to avert his gaze, but a pair of dreary eyes were gluing him on them.
He couldn't look away, Maybe there was an overpowering inducement in those eyes, he was hypnotized.
His wrists were already bloody in a try to striving freedom from the plastic restraints that were buckling him with the handle of the chair.
How much time has passed? Though he knew there was no use in trying to loosen his hands, his mind was too stubborn to accept it, and his head was too much of a believer that he'll maybe miraculously awaken the girl who was just lying down lifelessly on the ground once he could free his hands.
A little more...just a little more...a little...
Another gash of the blade echoed throughout the air resonating up to his ears making him stiffen one more time.
The already lying body jerked one last time getting lanced by the long blade.
His hands stopped moving, lips trembling with flooding of wants of letting out thousands of unspoken words...but he only could manage to let out only one low growl to the man behind the blade, "Don't!!!"
"What?"
Jin got up instantly seeing Arya looking at him with confused eyes. Her eyes were curious, yet concerned.
Jin didn't answer, rather went directly into the bathroom to splash water in his face to get him back to reality. He stared in his reflection for time beings.
When he came out, he saw Arya looking at him from her position.
"Nightmare?"
Jin didn't answer.
"Want to talk about it?"
Jin walked towards the window and squat down the floor and shut his eyes.
"Kim Seokjin, show me some responses, will you?" Arya rolled her eyes.
"Jin?"
No answer.
"Jin?"
No reply from there.
"Jinn?"
"Get some sleep." His voice was clear and simple.
"At least you are responding!" Arya's voice was light, "why do you meditate always? Does it help at all?"
