❛ The normals cry, the crazies laugh. ❜
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Five years ago, when Do Haru was nineteen years old, she witnessed a brutal murder in the forest near her grandmother's house. The killer was never caught, and Haru couldn't help the police since the assassi...
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Hope you'll love your little present tonight.
───── ❝ do haru ❞ ─────
Monday, 14th of February 2021:
'Damned freak.' Hae-im spat into Haru's face. Literal spit disgustingly trickled down Haru's face as if it were thick tears with tiny bubbles. It was not only gross but humiliating as well.
'You probably ate Mr Ryu's ass to even be recommended into this competition.'
'There's no way you're winning this competition. Even if Mr Ryu were to choose you, other judges would be way more sensible than to pick a fraud like you!' Mina added, kicking Haru sharply in the shin, and making her fall onto the ground.
'Gross, lying freak!'
Even Minji and Soojin, her bullies from the facility, came to give her shit. Everyone was gathered around Haru, maybe a bit over ten kids, some of whose names she didn't even know, and everyone was kicking her whilst throwing vile insults at her.
'Freak!'
'Talentless phoney!'
'You vicious leech, get off of Min Yoongi and Park Jimin already!'
'Nasty bitch! You're not even pretty but, of course, an old man like Mr Ryu wouldn't really give a shit about that, right?'
Haru shot up into a sitting position in an almost cartoonish motion, sweat dripping down her forehead and temples like she had just run a marathon. She took a few seconds to catch her breath before plopping back down onto the bed. She jumped in surprise when she felt something soft under her back.
'Meow!' Yoongi cavilled, scolding his owner for attempting to suffocate him, and Haru instantly lifted her back, allowing him to readjust into a different part of the bed. He rolled himself into a cute ball on Haru's pillow.
'I am so sorry, baby.' she pulled him closer, snuggling into his warm fur as he began purring. 'I just had another nightmare.'
Haru sniffed as she stuck her hand out towards her nightstand, clasping her phone. It was four a.m. and she just realised, after looking at her lock screen, that it was Valentine's day. She groaned, debating whether she should attempt to sleep or make some chocolates for Jimin and Yoongi as well as write them a letter or something.
Haru thought about it for a few seconds as she ran her hands through Yeongi's soft and furry back before standing up with a sigh, occasionally scratching the back of his ears.
Chocolates it is, she finally determined.
The girl made her way to the bathroom. Yeongi followed her through the darkness, his body was invisible, but his blue eyes glowed so much. He could have easily been mistaken for a real-life Cheshire Cat.
