༄𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑦-𝑡𝑤𝑜༄

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Why me

Jiyeong's P.O.V
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  "Thank you..." I sobbed quietly onto her shoulder. 

  Blood trickled down my face and onto Sae-Byeok's jacket from the glass.

  But of course, this moment got ruined when Sang-Woo bumped into us while walking past to the door. I broke the hug and stared directly into his soul for a couple seconds, he just rolled his eyes and continued walking.

  "Motherfu-" I tried to say but got cut off by Sae-Byeok tugging at my sleeve and walking away.

  The tears that were falling earlier are now drying up and staining my face. My mouth hung open as I watched them both walk away.

  "You know what, fuck anybody named Sang-Woo." I mumbled to myself and continued walking through the now open door.

Sae-Byeok's P.O.V
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  I tugged at the shadow's sleeve and proceeded to walk through the exit. This girl really had no filter.

  Walking seemed to be a challenge for me right now. During the chaos, a sharp pain hit my right leg, which I could only assume was a stray piece of glass. It seemed to cut through the joggers and pierce through my leg. Not a very pleasant feeling I must say. 

  But every time I took a step, my leg would give out for just a split second causing me to limp. Is this foreshadowing my death? Am I really going to die right before the last game, or during it?

  All the pain and fighting I have been through just to suddenly die. I want to go home.

   "Are you hurt..." Jiyeong asked from behind me, a voice so soft and innocent. She could not die, right? She cannot leave me in such a cruel world. This is the closest to a true friend I have ever had.

  I hate it, I hate my need to protect her. Why am I putting her before me? I should be my number one priority, I need to get out of here, for Cheol and my mom. 

  "I'm fine." I replied, finally. It's obviously a lie, anyone could tell just by taking one look at me. But this is what I am used to, pushing my pain aside and toughening up for people. 

  "Sae-Byeok..." Jiyeong sighed and looked me in my eyes, "I know you're lying. Loosen up a bit, I only want to help you." She placed her hand gently on my shoulder and awaited an answer with big eyes. 

  "It's just a piece of glass. I'm sure I'll be fine." I reassured her.

  "When we get back to the lobby, I want to help you." Jiyeong said in a snarky tone and walked ahead of me.

  Why me...

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Oh, and you should also check out my Spotify playlist "Saeyeong"

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0c81i5qpVWL21WNoleXMp2?si=7bLSNuaiTkaqmowQX2GGOQ&utm_source=copy-link

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