MASKED FACES || SEVENTEEN

⛥ TWENTY FIVE ⛥

A seven year old girl stood in front of her father's body which was lying on the floor. The knife's handle was still poking out from his stomach where he was stabbed mercilessly. "A-appa" the little girl sobbed and crouched in front of her now dead father.

She held his left hand and felt chills after gripping his cold hand. His white shirt was drenched in blood. She saw her father's right hand intervened with her mother, who was also shot on her chest- laid there covered in her own blood.
"Eomma" she sobbed and called her mother

She didn't know what to do at that moment instead of crying her heart out. She was playing in her room and she suddenly heard loud voices from the living room. She rushed to the place and her whole world flipped.

Suddenly a boy around fourteen years old, sneakily rushed towards her "Get up. We should get out of here. Or else they will catch you too" he said and pulled the girl on her feet. The girl watched the boy while sniffing. This was the first time she was seeing him.

"W-who are y-you" she asked in her timid voice and gazed around the hall "Where is bear oppa?" she asked him and he shook his head "It's not time for answering the questions, you need to come with me before that monster once again come inside" saying that he pulled the girl with him

They sneakily escaped from the back door and waited for those people to go from there as there was only one way out. Suddenly the little girl whimpered and hid behind the boy when suddenly the whole house busted and caught fire. They stood behind a tree and gazed at the burning house. There was a small hole in the wall which gave them view of the road.
The boy and girl noticed many black cars outside the house.

Her eyes drifted towards the man in his late thirties in his black suit attire laughing his heart out while watching her sweet home in fire, where probably her mother's and father's body would have already caught fire.

She started crying silently and her attention turned towards the boy who was standing behind the man. He looked the same age as the boy she was with now. He was wearing a black shorts with a black shirt with suspenders. He didn't have any expression on his face.

"A-appa e-eomma" she muttered weakly and slowly her father's and mother's bloodied figures started running in her mind. She started choking in her own tears and the boy started panicking. He tried to calm her down but everything went in vain as the despair she went into was deeper to make her go deaf and blind of her surroundings.

She saw another two boys around fourteen and fifteen years old rush towards her and slowly her eyes started to close-

Yn woke up with a jerk and gazed around and found her in her room. She sighed and touched her forehead which was covered with sweat. She went to the washroom and splashed water on her face.

She didn't feel like sleeping so she decided to take a short walk in the garden. The cool wind touched her skin as soon as she exited the door making her sigh in content. She felt calm and relaxed, as if the breeze was comforting her.

She strolled to the flower garden and sat there for a few minutes. Then she walked further towards the place where she was chained. She came into a halt by seeing a figure sitting over the rocked sofa while leaning his back and gazing at the sky.

She couldn't make out who he was and decided to leave him and go "You can sit here, I don't bite" she heard his voice and slowly started walking towards him. His beautiful face came into view and his eyes were closed.