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twisted hearts | sunki

In the quiet town of Eldridge, a darkness lurked beneath the surface.

At Eldridge High, the halls buzzed with gossip about Riki, a troubled boy known for his brooding demeanor and unsettling intensity. Few understood him, and even fewer dared to approach him. Beneath his charming exterior, Riki harbored dark thoughts, a chaotic mind that thrived on adrenaline and power.

One day, while wandering the woods near the school, Riki stumbled upon a clearing bathed in sunlight.

There, he spotted a boy sitting against a tree, sketching in a notebook. Sunoo, with his tousled blond hair and gentle smile, was the embodiment of light in Riki’s shadowy world.

Intrigued, Riki watched from a distance, captivated by sunoo's artistry and the tranquility he exuded. Unbeknownst to riki, sunoo was drawing the very essence of beauty, unaware of the darkness that surrounded him.

As days turned into weeks, riki found himself returning to the clearing, drawn to sunoo’s presence. They exchanged shy glances, and eventually, riki gathered the courage to approach him.

“Hey, what are you drawing?” riki asked, trying to mask his inner turmoil.

sunoo looked up, his eyes brightening with curiosity. “Just some landscapes. Want to see?”

riki nodded, stepping closer, a strange feeling blooming in his chest—something he had never felt before. Their conversations grew deeper, revealing sunoo's passion for art and his dreams of traveling the world. In those moments, riki found a connection that ignited a flicker of warmth within him.

But as their friendship blossomed, riki’s darker urges simmered beneath the surface. The thrill of control began to intertwine with his feelings for sunoo, creating a dangerous mix. The more he fell for sunoo, the more he battled with his twisted impulses.

One evening, as they shared secrets under the stars, sunoo looked at riki with genuine concern. “You’re different from others. I see a lot of pain in you. You don’t have to hide it.”

Those words struck riki deeply. He had never allowed anyone to see his true self, yet here was sunoo, looking past the darkness. In that moment, riki realized he couldn’t hurt sunoo; he wanted to protect him instead.

However, the internal struggle intensified. riki’s desire for connection clashed with his violent instincts. Torn between love and his darker self, he knew he had to make a choice.

One fateful night, riki's mind spiraled out of control. In a fit of rage, he confronted someone from his past who had tormented him for years. In a moment of desperation, he committed a terrible act, his sanity slipping away.

Returning to the clearing, riki found sunoo waiting, his face etched with concern. “Where have you been? You’re scaring me.”

Riki, bloodied and frantic, struggled to speak. “I—I hurt someone. I didn’t mean to! I don’t want to lose you!”

Sunoo’s heart raced, a mix of fear and concern in his eyes. “Riki, you need help. We can get through this together. Just tell me the truth.”

In that moment of vulnerability, riki fell to his knees, tears streaming down his face. “I’m broken, hyung. I don’t want to be this way. I love you too much to let you go.”

Sunoo knelt beside him, placing a hand on riki’s shoulder. “You can change, riki. I believe in you. We’ll figure this out. Together.”

But the weight of riki’s actions loomed over them like a dark cloud. In a moment of clarity, he realized the depth of his love for sunoo. To protect him, riki made the hardest decision of his life. “You deserve a future without me.”

With one last look into sunoo’s eyes, riki took off into the night, disappearing into the shadows. He knew he needed to confront his demons alone, to seek help and find a way to break free from the cycle of violence.

Though they were separated, sunoo never stopped believing in riki. He held onto the hope that love could heal even the darkest hearts, and he waited, sketching their memories, waiting for the day riki would return, free from his past.

In the end, love and darkness danced in a delicate balance, reminding them both that even in the deepest shadows, a spark of light could guide the way back to each other.