unfair play // jjk

21 // present

[Hyemi's POV- Present day]

I shut the heavy wooden door slowly behind me. I leaned my back up against in and squeezed my eyes shut, letting the cold tears run down my face.
I let out a long, shaky sigh as the memory of my mother and her seaweed soup overtook every other thought I had. My fists attempted to grip the flat surface of the door, but to no use when my fingers slipped and my fists clenched against my own palm.
I winced as my nails dug into my palm.

Suddenly, a new thought flashed through my mind.

I gripped my hands to tightly around his neck and dug my nails into his skin. I didn't want to hurt him, but instead rid the pain of her being gone.

My eyes shot open. I took heaping breaths before shooting my body to stand up straight. I couldn't, for the life of me, think of the face of the boy who I hurt with my nails in the back of my neck; all I knew was that he was familiar. I sighed and shut my eyes again, trying with every part of me to drag out the moment. I tried to catch every possible detail, or the small things that would give away who it was.
I saw his black hair and his uniform cardigan, but that didn't help much since many boys wore the exact uniform I did, and even better, had black hair.
I slouched slightly and began to walk back to my room, wiping the tears from my chin and sniffling.
I threw myself onto my bed and stared at my playstation. I contemplated going online for a long while before grabbing my controller.

khyemii: you here?
*sent at 8:43pm

**goldjeon is online

goldjeon: i guess you beat me here huh?
*sent at 8:49pm

khyemii: damn right
*sent at 8:50pm

goldjeon: what's on ur mind? you only ever come on if you need to talk
*sent at 8:51pm

I froze for a moment, tossed between telling him about the mystery boy.

khyemii: yeah actually there's something bothering me
*sent at 8:53pm

goldjeon: what's up?
*sent at 8:53pm

I rubbed my eyes slowly, carefully and pretty hard before I started typing a message back.

khyemii: there's this guy from my childhood- |

I deleted the sentence and started over.

khyemii: i remembered this one time from my childhood.
*sent at 8:57pm

goldjeon: may i ask what-
*sent at 8:57pm

khyemii: my mother
*sent at 8:58pm

I tried to fight tears again as the memories came back to my mind, replaying on repeat like an endless tape, vividly bringing colour and emotion back to my head.

goldjeon: i don't wanna make any assumptions-
*sent at 8:58pm

goldjeon: but... may i ask if she died?
*sent at 8:59pm

A tear finally fell from my eye, after it had built up so high that I couldn't read what the screen even said. I took a second look at the latest message and my jaw clenched as I typed a response.

khyemii: ..yea. when i was 12.

I hesitated over the send button for a few minutes before finally forcing myself to send it.

*sent at 9:03pm

I let out the breath that I had been holding in my lungs since I wrote the message. I gasped for air again, and I began heavily panting. It felt like my lungs were closing and so were my thoughts.
Suddenly, I felt the world around me get dizzy and the words on my small screen became blurred. I couldn't hear the faint music anymore, and my head began to pound as the world around me faded into nothing.
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[Jungkook's POV]