OVER ME [ZEROBASEONE]

VI.

Anger issue is almost a disease a person gets diagnosed with usually without a cure. It's when an overwhelming amount of frustration takes over one's mind even over the tiniest trouble. Once felt it coming, one's mind goes blank and muscles move on its own. On normal occasions, the being tries to get rid of the fury by hurting themselves or ones around.

A loud bang echoed through the quite hallway the male was using to get to a certain destination.

With a raised brow, the male sped up to where the noise came from and found a friend of his.

"Gunwook?"

A male stood before a closed door with one of his hands gripping the handle ever so tightly as if letting go would activate a bomb and destroy every one of them while his other hand was clutched into a fist and was hovering over a little shallow space on the wall as he inhaled and exhales deep breaths through clicked jaw.

It was clearer than the bright day his anger had caused the little cracked area on the wall. And in all honestly, he was all buff and the strongest in his team, so it would be quite confusing if ever he did not cause much out of such harsh impact.

"Dude.." The younger male began approaching the larger and older one with caution as he extended his arms in attempt of holding the older one and get him to calm down, but the other one shrugged the ghost of his hands off of him and began stomping away to the fighting arena, the younger one guessed.

The guy now stood before the same door as he did not try to run after his older teammate, knowing it's best to let him have his space to calm his frustration down.

"Should I.." He took a glance at the door, doubting himself on whether should he enter or not.

Finally, he decided to take a glance inside. what's there to lose anyway?

He unlocked the door and opened it just enough to peek his head through and take a glance around.

His eyes went wide when he saw a girl sitting in the middle of the room. Her face was tear stained and her fists closed as they had blood seeping from the cracks between her fingers and onto the carpet, colouring the soft material with a crimson color.

The male quickly got in and jogged to the girl before he crouched beside her and held her wrists. He attempted to look for a cut or an injury and was able to find a few in the palms of her hands.

"H-hey, its Ok." The male did not know how to respond to the situation he was in but decided to let someone better than him take care of this.

He pulled the girl up along with him and dragged her to the hallway and to a door not too far from where they previously were at.

After a knock, he opened the door and found the person he was looking for sitting and minding their own business.

"Hyung," the lad sounded very much in a rush, causing the older male to raise his brow in concern.

"Yujin? How come you knocked the door?" The male questioned with humor as the younger one finally entered, exposing the girl to his eye sight.

"Huh.."

The girl got dragged toward the older one. Her hands were controlled by yujin as he extended them to show the only doctor in the house the pain the girl must be in and its cause.

The older male nod to the only hospital bed in the clinic after examine the cuts on both of her palms and on cue, yujin dragged the girl to it and made her sit on it.

After a while, the older one sat before the girl and began cleaning her wound, but not before dismissing the younger one.

"Yujin, I said leave."

"But Matthew hyung.."

The argument did not last long as the young han yujin left the two, knowing no matter how much he would like to stay, he would still get kicked out.

"Mind explaining what happened?" The male, now known as matthew, held one of her palms with his gloved hands and began wiping the blood away.

Fyona was in a daze, still thinking of the while she spent after she was left along with her wounds.

She had options, and she was ready to make decisions. It did not even matter to her what was going to happen afterwards. If anyone will be looking for her. If she gets fed to the guard dogs as they claimed she would. Nothing mattered. She just wanted it to end. Her silent cry and agony, she didn't want any of it any more. So she held the bloody blade again and fixed it on her wrist, she was shaking, but she knew with a little energy she could form a straight line and get over it. She was ready, but she was stopped. Once she heard the door opening, she dropped the blade. A failed attempt.

"I think I made your friend angry." She admitted with a little voice, face covered with a layer of tears almost drying up.

"You think? I heard that bang from here." Fyona didn't know the how to react to his "humorous" comment, so she just stayed quite while looking ahead.

The male noticed her silence. "Cheer up, you did not lose much blood." He said with a straight face.

"Then why do I feel like I'm going to black out?" Truly, she didn't know what she was saying and had zero energy to actually come up with something smart to say. She was somewhat out of her senses and he seemed obvious to it.

"You need a good meal." He commented while wrapping her hand with bandages after placing some cotton on it.

He then went to the other hand and began doing the same. "I'm Matthew."

"I know."

He chuckled slightly, "sorry for scaring you last time."

"Yeah, I can't sleep at night because of your laugh." Her comment made Matthew giggle a bit.

"I have a feeling we'll see each other often." Matthew commented.

"I have a feeling I don't want to." She said plainly.

"Well, I have a feeling that if you keeping pissing my friends of then you surly will see more of me here, madam." He cleared out.

"Unfortunately," fyona mumbled under her breath but the lad was able to hear it, and he only ever chuckled.

After a while, Matthew sat up from his seat, "you're all wrapped up. I'll let yujin take it from here on." He pulled his phone out and typed something in it.

"Until then, make sure you don't get on anybody's nerve. For your own sake." He suddenly became all serious as he raises a brow at her.

Fyona mumbled a thank you after nodding to his advice.

This is great. This is fucking great.