(Ho Seok's P.O.V)
"Yah! W-why are you crying?" Seok panicked. "Y/n! Answer me!" Seok yelled shaking the girl while she continued to cry. "Stop crying please." Seok pleads.
"C-can w-we hang o-out?" Y/n said as soon as she calmed under Seok's warm hug. Y/n looked up amd saw Seok nod giving her a wide smile.
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[Flashback]
"You tell me where Jeon is! Or I'll snap your friend's neck!"
He threatened us.
"W-we don't know! W-why are you asking us!?"
We tried to keep it a secret.
"Cause you are the only friend that dumb-ass had!"
But he keeps on hurt Jeon.
"Stop calling him that!"
Seok was there too. He got held hostage.
"Or else?"
I got nothing else to do, Seok was so scared, I was too.
"I'll call the police!"
It was our only chance.
"Go on then! After those slow pokes arrive you and your friend are already dead."
But we failed.
"Hyung! No!"
It was all my fault.
[End of flashback]
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(Yun Ki's P.O.V)
I silently sat on the bench when I got called in the principals office. I never done anything wrong.
Instead I got into a very hard situation. Jeon's father was there and he held one of my belongings. My heart beats fast as soon as I make eye contact with him.
Mr. Kim's eyes pleads. I happened to swallow a big lump on my throat. Staring at my blood stained polo on his hands.
Should I tell him?
"This is yours isn't it?" Mr. Kim asked his shaky voice shows it all. Drapetomania is the word I need now, cause it's too overwhelming, and anytime now I have the urge to run away. But this isn't the time to run away from my own problem. I will take the consequences for my best friend Jeon.
Standing in front of my best friend's father I was stiff, I couldn't move my feet, my heart is beating faster, beads of sweat started to come out of my forehead, a big lump is starting to form inside my throat. So pressuring.
I might get suspended.
But should I tell him? Would it hurt him I tell him it's mine? I didn't do anything wrong right?
"Yes. It's mine, but that blood isn't." Yun Ki replied, the heavy weight on his should has lightened however that wasn't the whole story.
"Who's blood is this then?" Mr. Kim asked with pleading eyes. I can't help but feel guilty about it.
Why do I have to be in this situation? I was jist trying to help Jeon.
"Your son's. Jeon Kim's blood."
After exposing the other part of the story.
I got suspended for one week. Really it wasn't my fault. But in a way Mr. Kim handle it, it seems like I do deserve the suspension. Everyone in school knew I got suspended.
Including Park Jimin.
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(Third person's P.O.V)
"You rest, I'll cook some dinner okay?" Jeon's Auntie said strocking his nephew's forehead.
"Thank you Auntie." Jeon smiled at his Auntie closing the door behind her.
As soon as his Auntie left, Jeon whimpered on his bed.
"Why do you have to this to me!?" Jeon yelled under his pillow.
"Hyung, can I sleep with you?" Jeon heard his cousin murmured, Tae wore his blue airplane pajamas with his spiderman pillow in hand.
Jeom's eyes softened as soon as he saw his cousin. He pats the empty space on his bed while Tae jumped i and cradle in his arms.
"Hyung." The little boy's voice filled Jeon's ears. Making the ill boy smile.
"Yeh?" Jeon simply replied. The boy moved closer, that Jeon could feel the younger's breath on his neck.
"Where do you get this scar?" The younger asked. A tear left Jeon's eyes, he doesn't want to remember.
"I fell off a tree when I was young. So don't ever climb a tree okay?" Jeon said, making the younger nod viciously.
"Ne hyung!" Tae replied amd giggled to himself.
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(Your P.O.V)
It has been a week ever since your parents had fought. And this is the first time you saw them throwing plates at eachother. The maids are trying to stop them both, but it was no use.
You have nothing to do but stay in your room.
They fought, because of you.
Your father wants you to stay as you are while your mother argued about you getting your hearing fixed.
You felt hopeless.
Curling into a fetal position under you blanket, you cried as you recall all the things that happened to you.
The bullying, the insults, the rude amd bad comments.
It was hard to read lips, however in the other hand hearing bothing is great too, at least you have silence around you.
To keep you serene. Sometimes.
You closed your eyes as you have fallen into a deep slumber.
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[Flashback]
"Don't tell his father about this okay?"
We kept it a secret to protect us.
"His father is too dumb to notice it anyway."
He was terrifying.
"If one of you tell him about this, that cut on his neck can get deeper and can kill him right?"
He was scary that all we can do is stay quiet.
"Now get out of here."
We got nothing to do but watch, watch Jeon bleeds.
"Just. Use my polo to stop the bleeding."
I tried to help. I really do.
"Fine. Fine. Now get out of here!"
Mianhae Jeon.
[End of flashback]
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