thunder | baekhyun

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Unwillingly, I woke up in the middle of the night, only a few hours after falling asleep.

My feet guided my out of my dorm and I soon found myself in front of Baekhyun's door.

Without knocking, my hand reached for the door knob and I barged in, still careful and quiet.

I didn't know why I was being so sneaky as I entered, my gaze fixated on the sleeping boy in the dark.

My eyes soon adjusted to the darkness and unconsciously, I walked towards his desk to look for anything with a sharp edge.

I didn't know why I was looking for such a thing.

Once I set my eyes on a neon green cutter and snatched it, I walked towards Baekhyun's frozen body, my warm gaze on him.

He didn't move an inch, in deep sleep as he snores lightly under the sheets.

I inhaled deeply before lifting my arm up high and aiming the sharp blade right at his chest.

With all the strength in me, I pushed the sharp object through his skin, his eyes instantly ripping open.

He gasped for air, his trembling hands tightly gripping unto mine as he examined my face.

Right then, I realized what I had done.

I let go of the cutter and stumbled back, letting out a faint scream.

"J-jin?"
His voice could barely be heard as blood freely poured out of the open wound.

I gasped for air, my blood covered hands covering my mouth as I stared at him with disbelief.

"How c-could-"
His voice trailed off as his grip around the weapon loosened and his widened eyes relaxed.

He died.