KNITTED MEMORIES [✓]

Agony

They dragged Hoseok out into the back of the club. "We'll have to teach you a lesson for hitting women."

Before Hoseok knew what was going on, one of them kicked him right in the gut, sending him sprawling.

Pain ripped through him. Blows started raining on him, and his cries were eventually drowned out by their laughter.

"Please...stop..." He pleaded, cowering in fear, covering his face with his bruised arm.

A burning hot pain seared through his chest. The assault hadn't ended. He curled up into a tight ball. What have I done?

He was certain he was going to die that night.

As the attack gradually came to a stop, Hoseok managed to open his eyes and catch a glimpse of the four men who loomed menacingly over him.

"Here's a little souvenir from Red herself." One of them pulled out a knife from his pocket with a sneer.

Hoseok yelled in agony as the blade sliced through the skin of his arm.

As they walked away, Hoseok slowly got up, his trembling fingers pressing weakly against the wound on his other arm. Blood trickled from between his fingers.

He began limping away.

He had to find Hyungwon, and explain everything to him.

Excruciating pain shot up his leg with each step, but he knew, this pain was incomparable to the one Hyungwon was feeling.

I'm so sorry.

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