"Hyunjin.." This was the first time Hyunjin had ever felt so sick, so disgusted even from hearing someone's voice. No— not someone's. His voice. The one he despised so badly, deeply; the one who had been destroying his life for months.
His quivering body was crouching on top of a toilet seat, trying not to cause much commotion. It was hard— at this point, Hyunjin thought he'd be calmer if he was robbing a bank right now than trying to escape the wrath of his very loved tormenter.
"I know you're in there."
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꒰ ☁️ ꒱ = spotify playlist:(in the comments - ch. one to epilogue)