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third person's pov

"what?" chaeyoung crossed her arms to her chest.

"chaeyoung, all i want is for you to believe me. how hard can that be?" junhoe walked towards her.

"so hard. time travelling is just stupid junhoe-"

"but i did tell everything i know didn't i?! about you killing yourself- for fuck's sake, you're fucking dead in the future!-" junhoe slaps his hand on his lips before he could curse more.

"d-dead?" chaeyoung stuttered.

junhoe kept his mouth closed as he stands there, staring into chaeyoung's eyes. "tell me junhoe, are you not joking? is this not one of your sick jokes?" she asked. she wants to believe him, but maybe because of everything, it's for her to believe, even to believe in her own best friend.

"i'm not chaeyoung." as those words left his words, she froze.

her lips shakes, as her legs turned to spaghetti. she fell to the ground only to gasped hard. "i- i'm dead?" tears formed in her eyes, she couldn't believe she killed herself, but at the same time, it was somehow a relieve for her.

she successfully did it... that's all she cares about now. 'cause why would she even want to keep on living... if the world itself doesn't want her?

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