Who even is this guy...
Imagine you're in a dark room, in bed, next to the person you care about most. You can hear their slow breath beside you, you can feel the warmth of their body. It comforts you; makes you calm, and you think to yourself, "I never want to lose them."
But can you protect them?
The dim room soon became lit with the sun's morning rays as Jason rolled over to see an empty space beside him. He groggily sat up in his bed and checked his alarm clock. 10:09.
Jason slowly rubbed his tired eyes and checked his appearance in the small mirror on the wall. He was sporting a hefty amount of bedhead. He slowly made his way down the hall and into the living room. He's not in here...and he's not in the kitchen either.
"Min?" Jason called out, his voice sounding hoarse.
No answer.
He tried several times to no avail. Where was he?
Maybe he's in the backyard...
Jason slid open the glass door and scanned the yard for any sign of MinKyu. "Park MinKyu?!"
In the distance, he saw something laying near the shed in an awkward position. In one frantic movement, he dashed towards the thing, almost tripping on the porch steps.
When he finally reached the unknown object, he saw it was MinKyu, lying limply in the grass. Beaten and bruised.
Without thinking he pulled MinKyu close to his chest, tears rolling down his face.
"Hey! Wake Up!"
MinKyu groaned.
"Oh god, Are you okay? Please be okay..." Jason cried, his voice becoming shaky.
"I'm... okay." MinKyu muttered weakly.
A nervous laugh escaped Jason as he hugged MinKyu tightly. "Okay, can you stand?"
MinKyu shook he head slowly. I inhaled and slid my hands under MinKyu, lifting him up.
But can you protect them?
YOU ARE READING
A Shoddy Existence
Mystery / ThrillerIn his third year of highschool, a Korean exchange student arrives and befriends Jason. Both coming from lousy families, they bond and protect each on a journey to make each other's lives worth something. **Art cover not mine: Credit to artist.**
