It had been an average night. Hoseok had finished dancing, and had made the long journey to his home.
He had walked through the back alleys, as he always did, too innocently kind to worry about any harm coming to him.
But there was a heaviness in the air, as if somewhere, someone was holding their breath.
They were.
The scream had chilled Hoseok to the bone.
Not just for the fear in it, but because Hoseok knew that scream.
He had heard it so many times, sneaking up on his friend.
He knew that scream.
He ran faster than his legs could bear.
He still didn't make it in time.
He held the boy to his chest, yelling for help as he stroked the orange hair out of the boy's face.
It was too late.
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Hemlock - Jung Hoseok
Mystery / Thriller"Are you good or bad?" ~ "Why do they call you Hemlock?" "Call it a nickname." "Can I trust you?" "What do you think? You know, there's more than one type of Hemlock. 50/50 chance." "I don't have another choice." ~ Hemlock Tsuga Si...
