Noona came. She knew. Yet she still left me with empty promises of "I'll get you out, Hoseokie. Don't worry.".
Months, Noona. I can no longer trust you, or hold on to that fucking hope you keep giving me. You just lost your right for me to believe in you, when all I had was nothing to be done for hoping or believing.
Did you know your eyes betrayed you, Noona? Perhaps, that's how I knew.
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Fanfiction{Part 3, Ethereal Deaths} Pills. Cells. Hello. World. Freedom. Music. Her. Goodbye. [Also on: Asianfanfics (blackfantasies_) Ao3 (illusionary_dreams)]
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