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‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙  ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙



Hak groaned at the sound of a loud laugh he knew all too well.

" Mun-deok.san .. please lower your voice.."

He heard an unfamiliar voice that caused his blue sapphire eyes to open and was greeted at the sight of the ceiling of a cave and felt the tinge breeze through his bandage-exposed chess. It took a moment for his eyes to adjust to the light and he finally glanced around and saw a stranger, a girl. ( maybe around his age?) and his gramps who was wrapped up in bandages grinning with excitement.

"be careful to not move around too much" the girl who was packing some sort of herbs into a small glass bottle greeted him with an apologetic smile.

" you woke him up, Mun-deok san.." the girl heavily sighs

" it's about time this idiot did, how are you doing there Hak?" He crossed his arms with a condescending smirk.

Hak slowly got up and stared at his bandages before turning to Mun-deok with a blank look, " perfectly fine--" with a thumbs up

" See, I told you he would be fine. he is my grandson - " He smiled at the girl, " This is Yoori, Hak. The one who helped us. Yoori this is my idiot grandson Hak."

" Yo.." Hak waved his hand at Yoori.

" pleasure to meet you"




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" Fucking disgusting ! "

The man jerked the small child's hair and immediately her face raised up from the barrel.

" agh, hah...hah" Akari drew in ragged breaths after another: small hands held on the rim shakily. She cracked her eyes open to grasp yet again this was not a nightmare but her reality.

She stared at her own distorted reflection, black and blue swelling glaringly obvious on her face.  After hours and hours of this, the child could no longer think of anything else rather, she started to feel light-headed and vision blurring.

" hahaha ! "

Her damped body trembled from the cold breeze, Akari felt the grip on her hair grow tighter

" crazy bitch!"

" Why don't we have some fun after"

" oi, shut up!"

The burning stares and mockery. The women and men who crowded the child snickered, and gawked as if they were staring at some pile of shit.

"...i.im tire..d" 

" it seems she still has the will to live, do it again!" her small head was shoved again inside the barrel, her hands tapped the sides aggressively and her body thrashing around.



 ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙  ‿̩͙‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙ ‿̩̥̩‿̩̩̥͙̽‿̩͙

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