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"How are you?"
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It was a Tuesday morning.
During my free period, I decided to help my English teacher to bring my classmates' literature book to her table.
After handing it to her, I walk to the bleachers bringing my bag along, didn't mind it since it was the last period of the school.
I open my recent Korean Language essay book to finish writing the task that my teacher gave during class.
I was struggling to find my pencil case.
I was searching it in my bag until i heard a scream coming from in the middle of the field.
"My life was a lie, was it? Kill me."
I wanted to laugh.
Look at this guy.
"If you want to die, then go kill yourself by getting over a car or go suicide by throwing yourself from the Block C."
I yelled replying the somewhat pitiful boy.
Soon I found my pencil case and I started writing another paragraph.
I was in the middle of writing, when someone blocked the sunlight.
Not from the front but behind me.
"Hey, 2nd year, Min Kei.
What do you know about dying?"
I turned my back, finding his name by his name tag and answered his question.
"I don't. But if I do, then there must be a strong reason behind it, 3rd year, Kim Taehyung?"
"If my life was a wreck, then does that suffice the meaning of a strong reason?"
"Note the keyword : was ."
Instead of wasting my time staring his idiotic face, I decided to finish my paragraph.
He chuckled.
I close my pen and insert it in my pencil case.
I bring all my stuff and went back home, leaving him alone.
"And your last sentence was, 'Even angels die in a hurtful way but the demons could feel free. The question was I an angel before this?' Note the keyword : was ."
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A/N
Hey everyone. It's @pikachujk here! You can call me Lisa or pikachujk- authornim or smth like tht. Anyway this story is going a bit weird and yeah basically weird. Hope you enjoy.
∆EDITED ; 25/2/2017 ; 0450∆
