"I knocked on Heaven's door for two minutes," the boy said. "How is that not cool to you?"
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Choi Sangwoo was just trying to make ends meet. Beaten and abus...
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Sangwoo stirred, his eyes fluttering open. As his vision cleared, he realized that he was on his back facing the ceiling. He slowly tested his limbs to check if anything was broken. He got up carefully, trying not to make any sudden movements.
His head was pounding.
Massaging his temples, he checked his reflection to see if there were any visible injuries on his head from the fall. Satisfied by the fact that there were none, he shut the cabinet's door after getting the ointment. He took his shirt off, turning around and trying to take a look at the wounds made by the whip.
He winced as his fingers brushed against one of the still fresh marks. Trying to breathe as evenly as possible, he applied the ointment on the affected areas. After he was done, he stared at the reflection in front of him. His hair was still wet, tiny droplets trickling down his neck. He had a defined chest. Full lips accentuated his face. A thin outline of muscles were visible on his stomach, along with the bruises littered all across the upper half of his body. He turned to the side, trying to see if there were any bruises on the lower half. Heaving a sigh of relief at being able to find none, he wrapped the towel that had unraveled when he'd fallen around his waist.
Sangwoo stepped out of the bathroom, stopping at his wardrobe. He slid on a pair of gray sweatpants, pairing it with a sleeveless tee. Throwing the towel in the laundry basket, he made a mental note to take it to the laundromat's. He then checked his Instagram, surprised to find that the number of people following him had gone up significantly.
He wondered what the reason behind that was. After a bit of digging, he found a link to a video posted to YouTube. It was of him dancing to Taemin's Move. His eyes widened as he saw the view count. It was already at 100,000, and climbing steadily. He blinked, not being able to believe his eyes. A grin made its way onto his face.
The excited boy decided to take a look at the comments, curious about what people thought of him. He read some of them aloud:
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Sangwoo frowned as he read the last two comments, something twisting in his chest. He bit his lip, exiting the app and turning his phone off. Sighing heavily, he flopped down on the bed, instantly regretting it as the injuries from the incident earlier rubbed against the material of his shirt. He hissed, cursing himself for being so forgetful. Tears suddenly collected in the pools of his eyes, but he blinked rapidly, trying to will them not to fall.
