Sunrise at Midnight | Iljae

Chapter 1 - Alone Again

The door slams closed with a bang as an old unstable vase comes thundering to the ground. Tiny pieces of china and old water from the now browned flowers litter the floor. The searing boy, however, could not care less. Instead, he walks over the mess with a burning red face- either from the freezing weather outside, or his eminent anger- the boy could not tell, nor did he spend much time musing over. Ilhoon rips his wet raincoat off of his body and throws it over the kitchen counter amongst a ton of unpaid bills, a low rumble fills the silent room as the boy tells himself once again; that he will clean up this god-forsaken apartment. Unsure of how truthful that statement is, Ilhoon laughs sarcastically. He's been saying a lot of lies lately, what's new there?

With a much needed long sigh, Ilhoon collapses onto the small couch and turns on the TV- flipping through endless boring channels; news, news, documentary, news...

He decides to let the news play on in the background, and instead, turns to his phone for a distraction. His heavy breathing and shaking hands, however, become a nuisance to the game he is trying to play. It all happens in a split second; a phone is thrown to the wall, accompanied by a shatter, and followed by a loud scream. That's it, he's given up.

Ilhoon opens his eyes, and blankly watches the pretty woman on the screen talk. Her monotonous voice and fake concern about whatever new disaster has happened in the world like it's not much of a big deal. Of course, it isn't to them- It's not like they've ever been through anything of the sort to understand. They just blandly read the lines that some overpaid scriptwriter smartly put together, trying to look pretty while doing it.

"On to more happy news-" Ilhoon sneers as he watches the news reporter on the screen forcing a large smile on her face. And just like that, the poor victim and her family are totally forgotten. What a joke. "-excited for the first eclipse in over 30 years that is going to happen on-" Ilhoon rolls his eyes as he drowns out the unnaturally happy voice on the TV and trudges into his dark room, deciding to attempt to get some sleep. There's nothing else I can do anyway, I already smashed my phone. I'm right ahead of schedule- all that's left to do now is become broke and homeless to top off my fricken crappy excuse of a life.

Ilhoon lies on his back looking up at the oh-so-interesting ceiling of his bedroom, feigning tiredness as he counts the seconds he's been awake. His body screams for sleep, but his busy mind is running marathons. Yet another sleepless night, the exhausted boy thinks, as he breathes a long, harsh sigh. Ilhoon tries to clear his mind and focuses on the loud, beating of his heart. Uneven, but beating nonetheless.

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Hello and welcome!!

This is just a small introduction to get the story going.

Little fun fact: I started falling in love with Ilhoon during It's Okay era; that's when he became my bias wrecker. I was totally happy with Minhyuk, but then I saw that MV. It all when down hill from there. Thanks Ilhoonie 

Minhyuk is my ult bias tho. Expect to see him come up in this story 😉

*Stay tuned for future updates

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