changed || kim hongjoong

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???: "i-i'm sorry.. i.. didn't find you sooner.."

hongjoong: "san.. i-is it really you..?"

san: "yes, hongjoong, it's me."

hongjoong: "taxi, please pull over."

the car stopped at god knows where, and we both left the car and hid in a corner.

hongjoong: "yah! do you know how worried we all were?! how are you alive?! you.. died.."

san: "i'm sorry."

hongjoong: "at least tell me how your alive."

san: "the one who seonghwa shot.. wasn't me.."

hongjoong: "b-but.. we all saw it was you-"

san: "that wasn't me. i honestly had no clue who he was. once seonghwa called me to meet him outside, by the time i walked out i saw him shoot a boy. before he shot him, i had a close look of his face. the boy looked exactly like me."

hongjoong: "how.."

san: "i later found out something from my parents. they said i had a twin brother who i was separated from at birth. his name was choi han. i was so shocked and couldn't process anything happening at the time. everyone thought it was me who was killed.. but no, it was my apparent brother. i thought it'd be better to just leave. all those letters i wrote for wooyoung.. i don't even know if he read them or not.." he started crying. "do you know how he is now?" he quickly lifted his head and looked at me.

hongjoong: "y-you.. don't know..?"

san: "about what?"

hongjoong: "about w-what happened to wooyoungie.." i started tearing up, thinking about wooyoung.

he froze. "what happened..?"

hongjoong: "h-he.. commit suicide after your funeral— well your brother's funeral."

san stopped functioning, literally. his legs became wobbly as i held onto him. i later called a taxi and we left to my apartment. once i helped him inside, he sat on the couch in my living room, staring at the ground. "but.. why.."

hongjoong: "he read all your letters. right after he read them, he stabbed himself multiple times."

san: "no.. it's.. all because of me..."

i hugged him as i sat next to him. "sannie, don't blame yourself."

san: "it's my fault he's dead." he stood up while crying.

hongjoong: "hey, you need some sleep.. we can talk in the morning. you can sleep in my room. i'll sleep here on the couch."

he didn't reply when i still brought him to the bathroom. "here's an extra toothbrush, you can live with me for the time being." i smiled and walked out the bathroom.

i then remembered sohee is upstairs.. since the elevator usually takes too long, i decided to quickly run up the staircase.

but, the second i ran up one floor, i see sohee lying on the ground.

sohee's pov