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Trigger Warning ⚠️: SENSITIVE TOPICS! Read at your own risks!

"What? You're his what?" To say Yongbok's mind was blown is an understatement. His emotions couldn't be deciphered and it was slightly worrying Hyunjin.

Samuel sighs but maintains a direct eye contact with Yongbok. "Hyunjin has a Dissociative Identity Disorder. And I'm his other identity, Samuel."

"Identity?" That certainly didn't help Yongbok's situation at all.

“Hyunjin, do you want to tell him everything or should I?”

‘I will, Sam. I want to do it.’

"Hyunjin said he'll explain it to you." Samuel shuts his eyes and in a split second, Hyunjin was back and he was shaking and almost even crying as he rushed to Yongbok — gently gripping his angel's trembling shoulders. "Angel... I'm sorry you had to figure it out this way. But yes, Samuel is true and Samuel is the other half in me...that I created when I was 11 years old and came to life."

Hyunjin proceeds to sit beside Yongbok and takes his balled fists, gently situating it in-between his palms like it's the most beloved prized possession he has ever got in his life. Actually, Hyunjin was pulling some strength to start saying something to Yongbok because he has never told anyone about this secret of his. No one. Yongbok will be first and the very first.

He is this special for Hyunjin.

"Did you know that... I'm an accident baby? My....... The woman who gave birth to me, she was raped by some burglar. I wasn't actually a fruit of love. And my existence almost split her and her husband apart by blaming her for cheating. That woman...uh...planned on aborting me. But she didn't do it and decided to give birth to me...just to torture me afterwards. Whenever her husband looks at me, it is always filled with disgust. And when she looks at me, there are no day that she will not say she wished she should've killed me in her womb and never gave me a chance to live....which I actually also believed and even prayed that if time travel could just exist, I wished she would've continued aborting me."

Yongbok looks at the man beside him with worry and sadness. He took his hands off of Hyunjin's just to wrap them around his landlord's wide shoulder — side hugging him but with warmth and love. Hyunjin held Yongbok's arm and went on with his story.

"You see, my childhood was filled with trauma, inhibition, suppression, and abuse. I've... probably went through thousands of them until I acknowledged that my mental state has blown up and fried out with all the fuckery shit going on with my life. My parents, my classmates, the place I live in...they are the biggest factors why I became unwell. At such a young age, they put me through hell. They did things that shouldn't be done to kids. They did things without giving any fucking care to their own child's well-being. They treated me like an animal that's living in a human suit. They always locked me in. They never let me do the things I want. They always did these nasty habits around my presence. They made me inhale tons of toxic smoke from cigarettes and their fucking drugs, they forced me to drink alcohol, they beat the shit out of me when I don't do the things they ask, and probably the worst experience they did to me was....they....they e-exploit me." Hyunjin's voice eventually cracks and tears filled the brim of his eyes, his throat and nose stinging. Yongbok's breath hitched and his heart might've stopped beating for a second there.

"T-They used to have this i-illegal business where they...sell photos and videos of naked children that they trafficked from the streets. When it came the time they couldn't find a child anymore, they r-resorted on m-me instead. For a year, t-they used me to make money. T-They forced me to...strip and get n-naked in the camera in front of those dirty geezers.
At a f-fucking young age, I was forced to learn how to touch my bo-body–"