"What's you name?" The male on her right tried to start a conversation. She just gave him a side-ways glance and averted her eyes back towards the sheet of paper. "Not much of a talker, huh? Well if you won't talk, I'll just fill in the silence." He continued to ramble. "My name is Kim Taehyung and that's my good friend, Jeon Jungkook." He gave a smile that resembled a lot like, what looked like a rectangle? Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the guy on her left shift a bit, which told her he was uncomfortable.
"Anyway. Why are you going to Daegu? We're going to visit a sick friend." The browned hair male continued. "Jungkook, would you like to say a few words?" The younger male tensed up and tuned slightly towards the other two. He slowly shook his head, which made the male to her right shrug. "No? Okay. More talking for me." Furrowing her brows in annoyance, she huffed. As he kept spitting out different facts that she couldn't be bothered to listen to, she finally grew tired and decided to shut him up.
"If I have one conversation with you, would you be quiet?" She said quite aggressively than she wanted it to sound. Not letting it falter his cheerfulness, Taehyung brushed it off and replaced it with a joyful smile. She guessed that he was glad that she was talking to him. Instantly, the young male closed his mouth and waited patiently for Jae-Hwa to speak. With the brown hair and the cute eyes, she would have called him a puppy.
"Okay. There's not much to say but, my name is Lee Jae-Hwa. I'm going to Daegu to tend for a patient." The words rolled off her tongue with ease. Staring intently, Taehyung waited for her to continue, but when she didn't he thought it was the appropriate time to ask some more questions.
"How come you're going to care for a patient? Aren't you quite young?" Brushing off the feeling of the question being an insult, she answered him.
"I'm replacing my father. He's a doctor but he wasn't feeling well, so I took his place." Feeling a bit tired, actually she felt extremely tired, she wanted to end this conversation. "I'm quite tired and there's still a long way till Daegu, so if you don't mind me, I'm going to take a nap." Not waiting for a response, she closed her eyes and sunk backwards into the blue velvet seat. Soon she fell into a deep slumber.
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No interaction was made. Just like always. He hadn't spoken in such a long while. Did he even have a voice? He had forgotten how it sounded. He wanted to speak out. But when he opened those beautiful lips, the words were caught in his throat, like a fly trapped in a spider's web . It was quite frustrating. He didn't know how to communicate with others. But for some reason his parents understood him clearly. How? Don't ask him. How should he know.
But now the whispers were louder. They seeped through his head and embedded themselves in his brain. He felt like he was suffocating by their words. He felt like pulling out his hair when they were around him. He hated it. He hated them. They treated him different. He knew that it wasn't because he was special, but because he was different. But why? He wore the same uniform as them. He had the same routine as them. He had a family like them. He was the same. And yet they talk. They use words to hurt him. They are the reason. And he knew the truth now.
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Why am I sinking? Why is it so dark? I can feel wind, but why is it so hard to breath? Why don't I have control over my body? Where am I? Why did I stop?
Whisper
A weapon was shot towards me. It flew right through me. It pierced a hole, but why don't I feel it? Why don't I feel pain?
Whisper
Another. But this one sliced. Like cutting a piece of bread, this... Thing, was cutting through me. It didn't effect me though.
Whispers
Silent words
Words
How can words hurt me so badly?
How can they effect me?
How can words kill?
