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he watches the poor boy's body slam against the concrete below him before blood begins to pool around him. sehun bites his lower lip nervously as he watches people crowd around kyungsoo's crippled body, deafening screams ringing through his ears.
slowly dropping his gaze onto his hands, he notices that they're shaking violentlyby now. his legs feel weak, as if they aren't able to support him and his heart is about to stop beating any moment. he drops to his knees, his fingers finding their way into his messy, tangled hair.
"what the hell did i just do?" he speaks through greeted teeth, aggressively pulling at his strands of hair as he replays the event in his mind.
the boomingsound of a buzzer going off snaps him out of his thoughts, making him scramble up to his feet. he follows the sound hesitantly, his feet stopping at the door, right in front of the intercom.
shivering fingers go to press on the "answer" option but before he even has the chance to touch the button, the screen lights up with the realtime cctv.there stands a person, whom looks like a boy from his haircut, with their back facing the camera.
"y-yes?" sehun manages to speak, trying his best not to sound shaken up but his shaky breaths give him away. "yes?" he repeats himself.
the person on the other side of the intercom swiftly turns around, his dark brown- blood shot pearls instantly meeting with sehun's. kyungsoo waves at the camera with a wide smile plastered across his face as if everything is okay, while on the other side of the line, sehun feels like all the life in him has been sucked out.
