The life we live (ATEEZ)

Chapter 1

"Seonghwa!" 

"Seonghwa wake up!"

"You can't die, not now!"

"You promised!"

"You promised we would find the green together!"

"You promised to grow an apple tree and make a house out of wood!"

"You promised!"

"You..."

"You..."

Seonghwa jerked awake, his head was throbbing harder than ever and his vision was blurry, it felt like he woke up from a coma, what if he did? What else could explain the dryness in his throat, the pain in his back, the memory loss, that's what people described it to be like, that's what Yunho had told it to be like.

His head felt like it could explode at any moment and when he tried to move, he found himself almost screaming in pain from a sudden shock coming from his leg.

The pain drove him back to almost passing out again but he held firm and gave himself some time to make his eyes adjust to the darkness of whatever place he was in and to try to remember what the fuck happened.

It took him a lot longer than he wanted, the still overwhelming headache was like a blockade from his memories and he could only recall certain parts of it, small parts. Parts that seemed a bit random, everything he could think of gave him a wave of sadness, the dry lands he saw every day, the dead remains that once were supposed to be alive and colourful, the village, the fire...

The fire!

All the memories suddenly came flooding back like a wave, he had been attacked, him and his family, his friends, the entire village. Everyone had been attacked by them, they had started a fire. They had dragged his mother out of the little stone house they had spent years creating and advancing and set it on fire. 

They had pushed his dad who had come running to save his pregnant wife into the growing fire that had started to catch onto the neighbour's house, the screams, he could clearly hear the screams his mom let out when she saw her husband be burned alive knowing that she would either suffer the same fate, or worse. 

He could suddenly remember how they had taken his little brother who had been playing with his friend when the attack started, they had dragged him next to his mother and hit him on the head, making his mom sob even harder.

He remembered making eye contact with his mom during that moment, he had tried to rescue them aswell but that's when everything had become black, just void. That was the last thing he could remember. 

His vision hadn't even gotten the chance to clear, water had filled them up again while Seonghwa looked into his past.

They had put their lives on the line to find a place that the Roses and Lilys wouldn't find, they had sacrificed so many lives to get where they are now, to start their own little civilisation, All of the buildings they had made, the fireplaces, the organised hunts that he had finally taken part of for once, the story nights, the friends he would hang out with whenever he got the chance.

The ups and downs that made him feel alive, made him feel human, something the other half of the human population never felt like doing. The way his friends would cheer him up whenever he once again messed up during bour which is what they used to call the time they would spend learning how to use a bow.

He never had a big friend group which was understandable when there were only a few people in the camp around the same age as him, the ones that had only just become an adult. Yet there was one boy he could never be apart from ever since they were little kids, Yunho.