TRIGGER WARNINGS: alcohol, drugs misuse + dealing, gangs, violence, vaping, r@pe, s3xual assault/harassment, uhm.. murder???
❝no body, no crime,
but I ain't letting up
'till the day that I die.❞
as the two representatives for their class at decelis...
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'i ran away countless times just out of fear, leaving you waiting at the starting line.'
'tuesday, 2nd october, 22:39pm'
JIHYE moves to the kitchen to refill her water bottle, watching quietly as her mom heedlessly packs a quick luggage. she tilts her head, and, her mom, as if reading her mind, speaks up.
"ill be gone the rest of the week. your dads staying at his friend's house. either way, you can handle yourself, right?"
jihye nods quietly, raising an eyebrow as if to ask where she was going.
and, her mom, as if reading her mind, speaks up.
"co-signers in new york."
jihye nods in response, shutting her bottle. she softly makes her way to her room, closing the door behind her.
she finds that whenever she opens her mouth near her mom, she seems to have a problem with whatever words spew out of her mouth.
so she just shuts herself up to save the hassle.
normally, she'd be quite pleased at the prospect of being home alone.
not today.
she's paranoid.
every little sound-- whether it be the crickle of autumn leaves or the howling of wind, leaves her apprehensive.
she lies straight on her back, on the floor, letting herself drown in her thoughts. milo paces around her, confused as to why his human is having an existential crisis.
she huffs, sitting up and ruffling her hair.
milo blinks at her, almost judging her.
she huffs. "what! leave me alone." she grumbles, as milo paws at her annoyingly, not impressed.
she groans, and grabs her phone, opening jungwon's messages profile on kakao.
