the killing game || junghwan

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plot. two teenagers. twisted minds. and a game.

TRIGGER WARNINGS. violent and disturbing content + implied death of an animal.

 violent and disturbing content + implied death of an animal

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"will you kiss me if i win the game?"

would her life be ever different if she had not said those words to the boy when they were younger?

that said, the boy had the most ballsy smirk on his lips. one could never imagine the boyish-innocent facade he had been putting up. only she knew this side of his. only she.

"i would never kiss you," he declared. "because i'll win."

she shrugged, "you could never be too sure."

the answer to her question will be: no.

her life would not be far too different even if she did not participate in this silly game.

it would still be filled with thrill.

of killing.

there are many things she desires

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there are many things she desires.

may it be junghwan. may it be to attain the privilege of landing her lips to his own. may it be to live in a world where she could be able to kill without being halted by laws.

she would have enjoyed the purge.

she could not understand herself.

nobody could and would. better if nobody should.

only he did.

"you killed a cat."

one day, she looked up. she saw the sun. the sun was behind a boy's head, making it impossible to make out his face. a small body that was once breathing was cradled on her arm. he lowered down himself to level her and sat on the ground.

drip.

drip.

drip.

blood dripped off her arms. nothing ached, hurted, nor stung in the girl's arm and heart. only the inept, clumsy stitches in the cat's stomach stung.

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