From the moment Ji-Woon laid eyes on you, he just knew that you were the one . When he first spied you in trial, hiding in a corner, utterly terrified, Ji-Woon felt everything slow to a stop. Time. His racing heart. The survivor he was chasing. Everything, everything was put on hold. Everything, except for you. Beautiful, clear eyes wide, holding your soft, full body tightly. Hair a mess from running, clothes ruined from countless trials. You were disheveled. Tiny. Completely precious... Mine...
Long after that trial had ended, he still, still couldn't stop thinking about you. Ji-Woon's heart wouldn't stop pounding in his chest, and for the first time in a long time, he was anxious. Worried that he wasn't enough. That he wouldn't be able to capture your attention. HA! Imagine that! Ji-Woon, The Trickster, someone who has wooed and shocked the masses around the world, unable to capture the attention of a single woman! No, you are special. A real diamond in the rough. Something to be cherished. You are his muse. Someone that inspires him to be better. Go farther. Do more...
Ah, yes... His music... Yes, there is somethi-, no, someone that would be perfect for his next track. The one who got away... And, what better way to declare his love for you, than to show you through his art..? Ji-Woon couldn't stop smiling, a skip in his step. Yes, this is perfect..! But, he can't simply keep you dressed in those rags! No, no darling of his would be wearing anything but the finest , he'll make sure of that. He was light headed, giddy with all the possible ways he could dress you up. Stunning. Charming. Beautiful... He'll make you feel beautiful. But, for now... He must prepare...
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Capturing you and his former music producer was trivial at best. Ji-Woon only needed to wait for the next trial to take place, and lo! The two of you were there! Almost as if it was fate bringing the three of you together! How his heart soared! Taking care of the unnecessary baggage was easy, almost dull, but because he'd soon be with you, Ji-Woon didn't mind so much. Not when he'd be able to show you how he truly feels...
You were so beautiful, curled up on a bare mattress and sound asleep on the blood-rusted floor. He couldn't help himself but to stoke your hair as you slept. Unaware. Vulnerable. Completely laid bare for him... Ji-Woon rubbed some dirt from your cheek with the pad of his thumb. You're simply filthy, but that can't be helped too much. What can be remedied, however...
He examined what's left of your clothing, nose wrinkled in disgust. It was simply unacceptable that you were out and about in... those! No, he has something much nicer picked out for you, instead. Hung up on a nearby sacrificial hook was a dress that he had appealed to the Entity to make for you. It was a simple yellow thing, cut just above your knees with a white floral pattern speckled across it, your shoulders would be slightly exposed with how low the neckline is. Well, your shoulders and other things, too... It wasn't exactly what he had in mind for you, but it was cute and certainly complimented your figure, and almost anything would be better than the rags you're wearing. And, well... Someone has to help you get changed..
Gracefully stepping over another unconscious body on the floor, Ji-Woon plucks the dress from the hook, humming to himself as he makes his way over to you, hands trembling in excitement. Oh... is this wrong for him to do..? To witness your angelic form so openly in your unconscious state..? Then again... He couldn't stand to see you in those detestable clothes any longer!
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FanfictionOne trial. All it took was one trial to change your relationship between not only the survivors, but the killers as well. The trust between you and your fellow survivors is forever broken, and the killers now pursue you for other reasons besides ple...