"i like you,
i have for a long time—
and, i-i know you don't know me,
and we've never talked but...
i like you—
i really, really like you.."
"oh— i'm sorry but,
i don't feel the same."
"i know..
i just— had to get it off my chest."
bang chan would be too sweet to react as such.
that night, yang jeongin
fell asleep,
with tears running down his cheeks,
and a giddy smile on his face,
as the shaky feeling
inside him,
causing terror and panic
to arise,
finally slowed,
slowed his heart,
and he fell asleep
with dreams of a certain person
and bloody walls.
