(T)
"How was your life before?"
"Normal!"
"Isn't it better that way? you can keep the sane person in you alive?"
"No, because then I'd always be living a life that does not belong to me."
(I)
"I didn't save you I just happened to be there."
(V)
"Ba...
Jisoo and Alac were in the middle of garden, grass was all burning, surrounding them from each side. Their cycles had already caught fire by now.
Alac placed his hand around Jisoo, trying to calm her down as she continued to cry.
The two stared at their house, watching the blaze of fire striking inside, the above window shattered with another blast. Alac could only think of Taehyung who was sleeping there.
His gaze then turned towards the opening of living room.
Another blast, this time some fire trailed down the porch.
"Mom, Dad!" he muttered under his breathe. His eyes a pool, and face; a sight of horror, tears rolling down one by one.
The ashes, started to stench his throat, he coughed out, feeling a blur in front of his eyes.
The image of that burning house,
fire catching up to each wood, each room, sound of each blast,
cries of Jisoo.
Next thing he remembered was being in a car, Jisoo sleeping beside him.
He squinted at the seat belt around him and then on the driving seat. A female, seemingly in her mid 30s. He did not recall meeting her.
"Who are you?" he asked in fear, face filed with black ash and mud.
"Jean." the woman replied.
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Chapter 11 : The new home.
Sound of faint beeps started to become audible as Taehyung opened his eyes, he squinted at the bright white ceiling, and then blinked quickly.
To his right was an empty bed, a sheet folded nicely on the edge.
He tried to sit straight, recalling whatever his mind remembered.
A drip was attached to his left arm.
It seemed like he was finally brought to a proper hospital.
