Hyunjin is the head of a large company and is currently looking for a new assistant. He has fired at least 15 of them this month, so he is looking for another. Felix had been bad enough for the last month, his girlfriend broke up with him and they f...
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FELIX POV
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-3 months later-
I was sitting in my apartment drinking coffee. Three months passed like water and I didn't want to hear from him after all.
It's changed.
I changed.
Things around me changed.
Change.
Hyunjin attacked me three months ago. Which you already know, you just don't know everything, hah, but I did and I lived through it too.
And what happened?
Hyunjin beat me up a little... not a lot, but not a little.
I had blood coming out of my nose and mouth. I don't have bruises anymore, but it gave me nightmares. Of course, that's not all, because he also raped me, hah.
I don't understand what possessed him to do it. But I haven't seen him since that happened.
I haven't answered my phone, I hasn't returned his texts, I haven't opened my apartment door to anyone... and I hasn't shown up at his work since. No wonder.
And I changed my hairstyle. I don't have blonde hair anymore.
I have brown hair... and I pierced my ears.
Of course, during that time, I was making money at a cafe near my apartment, so when I didn't show up since then... I needed the money.
Whatever. Let's not go into what happened.
I don't want to deal with it anymore, I'm fine with my nightmares... plenty.
I shook my head and stopped thinking about the past.
I moved to my bedroom and grabbed one of the larger white sweatshirts to put on and decided to go for a walk. I grabbed my headphones, my phone, my wallet... and of course my keys.
I put on my sneakers and walked out of the apartment. I locked the door, hid my keys and put my headphones in my ears.
I turned on the songs on my phone and put on my hoodie so no one would recognize me. I didn't even want to live, because... there's nothing to keep me here anyway.
I ran down the stairs to get out as fast as I could. I strolled down the street contentedly, catching the weather as it was quite warm and nice.
I stopped at a bridge where there was a nice view of a small stream. The older residents came here to feed the ducks and look at the beauty.
