the following day i felt myself being harshly woken up by my alarm clock, i whacked it with my hand and watched as it fell to the ground, the sound of glass breaking penetrated my ears.
i sat on my bed, motionlessly, staring at the mess on the floor. funny how i felt exactly like those scattered pieces all over my floor, those tiny pieces of glass and fragments of plastic resembled how i felt inside. broken beyond repair.
as i was lost in my own thoughts i didn't hear the sound of my bedroom door opening, i woke up from my trance as i heard an all too familiar voice.
''jihye, i knew you'd be at home.''
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antidote || pjm
Fanfictionin which a girl trapped in a toxic relationship meets a boy whom she finds comfort in short story ~
