I'LL SEE YOU AGAIN [indefinite hiatus]

THE ARCHER

trigger warning: mentions of suicide, death, blood/gore, mentions of smoking

WELCOME TO....

——"I'LL SEE YOU AGAIN"——
KANG SAE BYEOK X FEM OC

——"easy they come, easy they go,"——

——"I wake in the night, I pace like a ghost,"——

March 14th, 1999—

                 A woman sings softly in the street. She's sitting on the sidewalk with her knees pulled into her chest. Her matted raven hair falling past her shoulders with a streak of platinum blonde. In her hand, a crumpled pack of cigarettes and a lighter. She pulls out a cigarette and puts it between her teeth. Her hands, along with the rest her body, covered in a thick crimson liquid. She lights the cigarette,

Inhale.

Exhale.

She sits in the eerily quiet street, the only sounds heard are crickets chirping and the woman's jagged breathing. She keeps her gaze on the wall directly opposite her, never breaking contact.

A well dressed man carrying a briefcase treads lightly towards her. He stops at a comfortable distance.

"Excuse me miss, would you like to play a game with me?"

——"I jump from the train, I ride off alone"——

——"the room is on fire, invisible smoke,"——

September 29th, 2006—

"I want you to practice your ojing-eo geime and ppalganbul chologbul. You must practice every day with the other kids at the park. They will come for you, Kasumi. They'll come and you need to be ready." The woman says to her child, her face shadowed with concern.
She tucks a lock of platinum blonde hair behind her ear, identical to that of the child. The young girl, her tender age of all but 6 and a half years, looks up to meet her mother's eyes, doe eyes the colour of mist, matching her name. She can only nod monotonously, remembering what her mother said to her constantly.

"When they come, it's time to play the game."

——"I never grew up, it's getting so old,"——

——"and all of my heroes die all alone,"——

29th September 2021– Present day

The girl kneels at the grave. Her thick black hair curtaining her crumpled figure. A gust of wind breezes past her, blowing a streak of bright blonde hair across her face. She sits completely still, eyes focused on the words carved into the tombstone

Ikari Kuro
27 December 1973–6 September 2021
Loving mother to Kasumi

A single tear rolls down from her right eye. Pale grey orbs stare intently at the grave, she whispers, " Aishitemasu, Okāsan ". The girl walks away from the grave, a subtle limp in her left leg.

She makes her way to an apartment building and walks up the stairs to the roof. Tears trickle down her cheeks as she lets out an airy sob. She steps onto the ledge, cold air stings her tear-stained cheeks. 'The sky is so pretty tonight' she thinks. She closes her eyes, listening to the sounds of the city one last time. The last time she jumped she didn't finish the job, leaving her with a limp. This time she would end it properly, she was sure of it. Taking in one last breath, she put her hands out, ready to leap. She hears footsteps behind her as they approach her figure. She turns to face them, she sees masked people in pink suits. A robotic voice sounds out,

" Ikari Kasumi, it's time to go."

——"Help me hold on to you."——

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A/N
Ugh it's finally done I'm dying here. Anyways, how was the first chapter? I spent a LOT of time thinking of the plot for this, definitely was not writing this in class, definitely not. So just some things to take note of, because I don't know how to put this into my first chapter but kasumi and kuro are japanese but live in Korea and can speak Korean fluently, and their names resonate with their characters lol. kuro is the 1999 winner, just in case y'all get confused and she was eliminated but they didn't kill her because she was with child aka kasumi :))
this isn't exactly the fair way BUT her child has to play as well for the price. The soundtrack to this chapter is the archer by taylor swift. Stay safe y'all!

love,
aureliero <3