Singularity | Vrene

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Joohyun stood in front of her house with blank mind.

She is at her house, but it doesn't feel like that. She feels suffocated, not safe. She feels terrible, not comfortable.

From outside, she could see the bright light from the living room. It enough to make her feel like dying.

She gripped the plastic that full with medicine tighter, before finally continuing her way.

As she stepped into the house, she was greeted with sinful air, as long as the alcohol strong smell, which she never like. She scrunched her face, shifting uncomfortably.

Her eyes landed on the older male who is leaning against the sofa, eyes shut closed. The faint pink lipstick smeared around his lips, and there is only a word to describe him; disgusting.

It is not a new sight for her. He probably just brought some sluts into the house for making out session or getting laid, at least in 10 minutes ago.

She pretended as if she didn't see anything, but unfortunately, her presence doesn't go unnoticed by her brother.

"Why did you come late?" He asked, eyes now looking at her.

"It is not your business." She said boldly, trying to sound steady.

He stood up, walking unsteadily to her. "Do you think you can do anything you want because you have all supports from our parents? Huh?"

Joohyun held the fists on the both of her sides, taking a deep breath.

"Answer me." He pulled her hair once he reached her. "I'm asking you."

She bit her lips, preventing herself from letting out any yelp or scream.

"You're just a weak, useless sister. I don't even know what they see in you!" He banged her head on the wall, making her fell on the floor.

He then started to attack her with the kicks on her stomach, and some on her legs.

She groaned silently, trying to keep her mind from the pain. At the last, she just closed her eyes, enduring the pain until he finally stopped.

She opened her eyes slightly, watching her blood related brother walking limply to the table, stopping there to pour some wines to the glass. He drank it all before continuing his way to his room.

She let out a sigh, closing her eyes once again. She wants to just sleep there, but she knows, the monster will beat her again in the morning once he sees her face.

"What has gotten into you, Jinyoung oppa?"

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"Why can't I stop thinking about her? Gosh, this is annoying." He mumbled.

He ruffled his hair with his right hand, his left hand still on the steering wheel.

Her beauty that still stand up even though it is covered by the paleness, wounds and cuts flashed in his mind, before he banged his head on the seat a few times to throw it away.

"Keep your mind together, Kim Taehyung. You just met her yesterday. Maybe she is just a gangster, or involved in a gang? Who knows?" He talked to himself, trying to throw her out from his mind.

He finally arrived at the college, and parked his car at his usual spot. He took his bag from the passenger seat.

As he was about to get out from his car, his eyes landed on her, Bae Joohyun, right in front of his eyes, again.

He cursed mentally, blaming the destiny which seem to keep bringing her to him.

He just wants to ignore her, just like what he said yesterday, like nothing happened, but then he noticed that she covers herself even more today.

She is wearing a cap, a mask, and also a hoodie, as if the two didn't enough. He bets that people will mistake her as an idol if she goes to public.

He also noticed that she is slightly limping, and it is quite obvious that she is holding the pain as she gripped the hem of her hoodie.

What happened now? And why must I noticed all of this?

He stepped out from his car, jogging quickly to her. She flinched when he suddenly made an appearance in front of her, blocking her way.

He looked at her with that look again. The look that makes her feels safe. The look that makes her feel comfortable.

As if he is her home.

"What happened?" He asked, hand under her chin, lifting it so she can face him.

She moved her head away from his hand. "Why are you like this? It is not that I'm your business or what." She looked away.

I don't even know why I am like this.

"Come on. Just tell me. You got beaten up again, aren't you? Who did it?" He asked, more aggressively.

"Wait, I just can't understand. Why did you suddenly come to me, taking me to the clinic, treating me lunch, and being all nice? Just why?" She frowned. "If this is a bet from your friend, or maybe a playboy self that you hide behind your mask, then stop it."

Taehyung heaved a sigh. "I'm not, I swear. Now, follow me."

He grabbed her wrist, and somehow, her heart screamed for him to slide his hand to hers, and hold her hand instead of her wrist.

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