split personality | lee know

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Author note:

I've left this story for way too long and I feel so terrible about it, so here I am
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I'll upload once a week from now on, that's a promise
~(＾◇^)/ I'll try my best so if anyone out there is reading this let me know if you would like an addition to happen or something has become boring, etc. I'll acknowledge it and try to make my story better off any feedback :P

Anyways, back to the story (it might be a good idea to scan over the last chapter so you remember what on earth happened)

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The loud, painful, muffled scream woke up Y/n who was sleeping inside. She got up in an instant, looking over towards the balcony where she just about made out a girl jumping over the railing of the balcony into darkness. She guessed who that was in an instant.

Running over to the balcony, she shoved the doors open and bent down to Minho's level, quickly cupping his face to identify his state. The eyes she saw held confusion and slight anger, not of fear or pain. He was clutching onto his chest though, and his breathing was heavier than usual, so Y/n could tell he was in pain.

She furrowed her eyebrows, thinking carefully as he looked behind him into the darkness, but he couldn't see anything or anyone.

"Lino?"

He turned his head back around, looking at her with widened eyes. "Y-you know?" he panted softly, cringing as the pain seemed to only increase. Though the wound was no where near fatal, it still stung like crazy.

"I do... let's go inside."

She helped him up and they went inside, closing the door and curtains afterwards. Lino sat down on the bed, looking down at the blood on his hands. Y/n sat down next to him, reaching out for the hem of his hoodie, but he flinched back instantly, holding onto his hoodie with widened eyes.

Y/n sighed and spoke, "You have to take that off to treat the wound."

He sighed frustratingly, getting up and walking over to a drawer, rummaging through it as if looking for something. "I can do it myself, just go somewhere else."

She sighed again. "Lino-"

He closed the draw with a loud slam, making Y/n shut up immediately. He turned around with an annoyed and slightly angry expression, scaring Y/n a little. So when he started walking towards her, she automatically stepped back until her back hit the door.

From this close up, Y/n could see his stone cold eyes again. The times she saw them before, she was just confused. Now that she understood why he was like that, she almost felt bad for him.

As he stared her down, he opened his mouth to speak, "You obviously don't know me well, so listen up. I'm not like Minho, I don't need people's stupid sympathy. I'm not a cry baby like Minho, so get that in your stubborn head. And I'm fucking fine, so give me some darn space so I can take care of this."

He opened the door, pushing a speechless Y/n out. The door was instantly shut closed and locked, meaning she couldn't go back in even if she wanted to.