It's A Messed Up Day

"Silent Fissure"

Namhyuk's heartfelt plea reverberates through the air, each word dripping with sincerity and genuine concern, as he implores, "If ever you find yourself overwhelmed, if the burden feels too heavy to bear alone, I beg of you, allow me the privilege of standing by your side. I will not hesitate to walk with you to the psychiatrist's office, offering my unwavering support every step of the way." Juhyuk's response resonates with unwavering resolve, his voice infused with a steely determination that commands attention, as he declares, "Your offer is truly appreciated, but this is a journey I must undertake alone. The mysteries surrounding what befell me and my brother demand my singular focus, regardless of the challenges that lie ahead. I am determined to unravel the truth, no matter how arduous the path may be."

Namhyuk halted abruptly, the flow of water arrested in mid-gulp, as Juhyuk's proclamation echoed through the air, resounding with a weighty significance that pierced through the atmosphere. Confusion clouded Namhyuk's features, his brow furrowing in perplexity as he questioned, "What exactly did you find out?" Juhyuk's response rippled with determination, each word pulsating with an intensity that demanded attention, "I didn't merely say I have, I declared that I have to. I yearn to etch into my memory the faces of those vile scoundrels who callously inflicted this plight upon my brother."

With a voice trembling in overwhelm, Juhyuk exclaimed, "Ah!" as he wiped his teary eyes with his hands, his heart heavy with emotion. "What's wrong with you? Why do you seem so distressed?" Namhyuk asked, his concern evident in his tone, eyebrows furrowed with worry. In a gentle yet earnest response, Namhyuk replied, "No, why would I be distressed? I'm just concerned about you," his voice soft with empathy, reaching out to his friend. Juhyuk, his emotions raw, says, "Don't worry about me," his words laced with a mix of sadness and a hint of reluctance, his inner turmoil evident.

Namhyuk, with a hint of playful annoyance, says, "Hey, I know I'm older than you, but we're friends. Why do you always address me formally? Let's talk in a more friendly manner. In the future, don't call me 'hyung,' call me 'you.' Whenever you show me respect, I feel old."

Juhyuk, with a touch of vulnerability, admits, "To be honest, my heart always urges me to respect you, but not be friends with you."

Namhyuk, with a mix of surprise and understanding, responds, "Oh, I see. Why do you speak in such a way that you don't want to be friends with me but still want to respect me?"

Juhyuk, with a tinge of self-deprecation, says, "I don't know, my mind is foolish. It often thinks in reverse."

Juhyuk's words echoed in Namhyuk's mind, stirring a whirlwind of emotions. *"You were a former school student who used to talk to me nicely."* Memories flooded back, of simpler times filled with laughter and camaraderie. A pang of nostalgia gripped his heart as he recalled their past interactions.

Namhyuk's lips curved into a bittersweet smile as he listened to Juhyuk's hopeful words. *"I hope there won't be any crack between us."* His smile faltered, overshadowed by the weight of unspoken truths and buried resentments. The rift between them seemed insurmountable, a chasm widening with each passing moment.

As Namhyuk gazed at Juhyuk, a storm of conflicting emotions raged within him. *"I am sorry, but there is a gap between us."* Regret tinged his words, laden with the burden of secrets kept hidden for too long. He longed to bridge the chasm that separated them, but the truth stood as an impassable barrier.

In the depths of his soul, Namhyuk harbored a tumultuous sea of emotions, each wave crashing against the walls of his resolve. *"The reason for my actions is because of this, and the cause is your father."* Anguish seeped into his voice, mingling with the bitter taste of betrayal. The revelation hung heavy in the air, a silent condemnation of the past that threatened to shatter their fragile bond.

With a heavy heart, Namhyuk braced himself for the inevitable fallout, knowing that their paths were destined to diverge. Yet, amidst the turmoil, a flicker of hope remained – a glimmer of redemption in the face of irreparable loss.

In a cavernous echo of despair, the words reverberate, "You both are only being punished because of your father. I wish you weren't his sons. I wish your father hadn't done all that."

Juhyuk's voice trembles with uncertainty, "Hyung, Hyung, where did you go?"

Namhyuk's response carries the weight of solitude, "Nowhere, I'm right here."

Juhyuk's declaration thunders through the silence, "I'm leaving."

Namhyuk's voice, a beacon in the darkness, offers solace tinged with resignation, "It's up to you, and if you want to stay here, you can. There are plenty of rooms here."

In a crescendo of longing, Juhyuk's voice echoes, "I want to go home. First, I'll go meet Hyung, and then head home."

Namhyuk's assurance blankets the uncertainty, "Don't worry, he will definitely get up from his bed one day."

A tender embrace envelops Juhyuk, as Namhyuk's arms become a fortress of comfort, whispering promises of hope and reassurance, "Everything will be okay."

With a chilling declaration, Namhyuk's words cast a shadow of malevolence, painting him in a sinister hue. In the depths of his mind, a vow of vengeance takes root, directed towards Juhyuk's unsuspecting brother, a harbinger of darkness foretelling Juhyuk's fate to mourn at the graveside.

As they bid farewell, the air thickens with tension, the weight of their parting palpable in the stillness that follows.

Juhyuk's resolve cuts through the silence, a beacon of determination amidst the turmoil, as he mentions his plan to seek solace from a psychiatrist the next day.

With a murmured acknowledgment, Namhyuk's voice carries a hint of resignation, "Hmm, okay."

His reassurance rings hollow, a fragile facade masking deeper turmoil, "If you ever need me, I will always be there for you. After all, we are brothers."

Juhyuk's response is tinged with detachment, his goodbye a finality echoing through the chasm between them, "Okay, sure. Goodbye."