stalker . woosan

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wooyoung entered the lunchroom, furrowing his eyebrows as he found the two. he had gotten an emergency text, wanting to meet up in the lunchroom during his break period. "whats wrong? wheres san?"

"yeah, about san. uhm, woo-" mingi started off. "we need to talk." yunho picked up his bag from the floor, taking the notebook out as he put it on the table. "last night we found this.."

wooyoung looked at the two crazy. "what's this? did you go through his stuff without permission?" he pushed the book away, not wanting to intrude on privacy.

"i know, but we had this weird feeling about him!- and it's true, just- look through it." yunho tried to justify their actions but his stubbornness was getting to mingi, making him raise his voice slightly. "wooyoung! just read the fucking book!" he pushed it back to him.

wooyoung flinched, taking the book to not anger mingi anymore. yunho was calming him down as he watched the boy. wooyoung sighed, opening the book. "what? i dont see anything strange"

"continue."

san found the group accidentally, letting out a sigh. "oh, what are you guys doing.. here-" his voice died out as he looked at the item in wooyoung's hand, his heart stopping. "what's that.."

"great, here he is." mingi spoked as he gritted his teeth. he saw yunho get up, grabbing his wrist with a head shake. "dont get more involved than we already did."

"he's a fucking psychopath." yunho spoke as he huffed.

mingi remembered something from the notebook as he spent last night reading it with yunho. "he needa go back to that mental hospital."

wooyoung flipped through the pages, his eyes widening as he read along the lines, flipping through the other pages. he looked up at san, tears brimming his eyes. "y-you were stalking me..?"

"no no, please!-" san's chest began to tighten as he tried to take the notebook from him.

wooyoung, he stood up, tears slipping his eyes. "you.. werent my friend from my childhood, you literally just knew everything about me! and used something that meant so.. much to me.." his eyes twitched as he tried fighting back the tears, his soul slipping away into the third point of view, watching everything play out. "you.. didn't suddenly have a photo of us when we were younger.. you broke in, into my room and made a copy of the exact photo i had in my room!"

"please.. wooyoung, it's me, it's always been me!- s-stop" he reached for the notebook again, quickly taking it from his hands as his vision blurred.

wooyoung shook his head, shaking "just.. just leave me alone.. you scare me! how,, dare you!" his body started crying. his soul was crying too, but not at the situation, but at himself. he felt so bad, so so bad at getting mad and exploding on him without hearing him out.

please, stop.. let him talk!

"no.. you can't do this- you promised me." san's voice quivered as he slipped into an episode, his expression going dull. "you promised me you'd stay."

i kept my promise san! please, why can't you hear me. that's not me!

"i promised my best friend! the one who never actually stalked me! you couldve been lying about the whole thing. i actually.. trusted you at least?!" wooyoung's heart broke, something in him wanting to go hug san, but the whole book freaked him out, his mind spiraling.

wooyoung, what happened to you.. where did the one i spoke to go?

im so, so fucking sorry san.. please, forgive me.. i don't mean all of this.

"i am your best friend! i went away for all that time because my dad found my fucking notebook- he- he sent me away. this--" he held the notebook up "is me. i'm fucking sick, and i told you that and you promised-" his voice broke as he was overcome by emotion. "you promised me.."

"the notebook of you obsessing over me?" he kept screaming at himself mentally to shut up. "san, i saw the book! you fucking took note of me, day by day! details.. even the littlest shit!" his tears streaming his conscience again as he watched the scene play out.

tears slipped out of san's eyes at the words, his body quivering as he completely shut down, remaining silent for a moment - his voice was quiet when he finally spoke. "you're all i have,, i have nothing without you.. i have no one.."

both mingi's and yunho's ears perked. "they're both .. damaging themselves .. they need each other-" mingi mumbled to yunho.

you're hurting me! stop it, let me explain! why won't you hear me out?!

listen to me, please. i don't want to lose you, we'd talk this out normally soon, with me. don't you worry, please.

"so what's the good shit huh? that whole book is obviously about me, but why? why me? why are you keeping tabs on me!" wooyoung screamed at him before his scream rung in his ear, his soul going back into his body. blinking back into reality. "san.. can we - do this alone? he stepped forward, putting his hand out please.?"

san flinched at the scream, stepping back hesitantly. "i need- i need to go.." he stumbled as he turned around, quickly leaving. "san-! fuck!" the blonde looked at the two with a frown. "thanks.. a lot" he ran after the boy.

"please! im sorry.."