as the world caves in | park sunghoon.

1.0 | start over again

// CW: BLOOD

"please, you can't leave me." sunghoon weeps as he grips onto the lifeless body, blood soaking his clothes. the sound of cars stopping and people gasping surrounded him but that didn't matter. how could anything else matter when she was limp and pale, no pulse emitting from her body.

"please, eunji." he sobs louder, burying his head as he pulls her in closer.

there was nothing more the boy could do except cry and beg for her to come back.

6 days, 10 hours, 43 minutes.

that's how long it's been since the accident,

how long it's been since sunghoon witnessed his love die in front of him.

before finding out her name, sunghoon saved every note he received from nam eunji and found himself rereading them when he had a bad day. he fell in love with the girl he got to know through the notes, seeing as how she perfectly portrayed her personality in them.

however, he didn't realize until it was too late. nobody knew of his true feelings. his family, even his best friend, was surprised to hear that the boy was crying over nam eunji, whom he never had a full conversation with. because of the lack of trust with his own feelings, sunghoon thought that her death was his fault.

why didn't i tell her?

if only he told her how he truly felt, maybe he could have prevented this.

how could she not think she was perfect?

because, sunghoon, she was perfect to you and only you.

how could she have thought she deserved this?

that's the thing, isn't it? nobody knows what anybody else is thinking except themselves. beauty of life? no. it's bullshit.

"i could have helped her." sunghoon sits on his bedroom floor, face wet with tears he didn't even know were falling. or maybe he did know but was just too unphased that he didn't care.

his phone dings but he ignores it. he felt like he was unable to move. it hurt, it really did.

hurt to the point where he was numb.

ding.

another text.

not wanting to worry his mother, he groggily reaches for his phone.

but the texts weren't from his mother. they weren't from anyone in his contact list.

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[IMESSAGE]

'UNKNOWN'

UNKNOWN:
Would you like to relive
your life with Nam Eunji?

UNKNOWN:
You may be able to
start over again, and
save her life.