stuck [choi yeonjun]

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"You are an orphan."
"We are just using you, be grateful."
"Once you stop coming to any help, you'll be abandoned again."
"Good for nothing Min Sora!"
"Look at her being so brazen even after knowing that she doesn't deserve any kind of wealth."
"She gives me creeps."
"I can't believe she still has the audacity to attend our school."
"Why do we go to the same school? Oh God, I can't even stand her.

I screech, waking up from the nightmare. Voices that keep echoing in my brain and ears, now turn into a howling noise before melding into silence. Blinking away the threatening tears, I process my surroundings. Oh God, I'm still at their place.

My mind recollects the horrible memories of yesterday as my heart sinks down. I wish it was just another negligible nightmare but no, it's real. Is it? I'm not seeing things, am I?

Running a hand through my hair in aggravation, I cry out. Hand. Wrist.

I look at the wrist which is supposed to be marked according to whatever I can recall and it indeed is marked with this name 'Yeonjun' in it. It doesn't seem like a tattoo and it's not done with ink either. It looks like the words are engraved with switchblade, carving deep inside my skin. My wrist is still reddened. No wonder why it hurt.

But how can it be possible? I'm just so intrigued.
My fingers trail the words slowly before my nails digging into my skin roughly, hoping that it's not what it is. As a consequence, nothing happens other than the scratching marks on my skin.

I grunt, quickly grabbing my phone and taking a picture of my wrist to prove myself that I'm not hallucinating.

A voice calls my name out of the blue, making me flinch and  without any delay, I hide myself inside of the heavy blanket, clutching it very tightly.

"Sora."

"Shut up and go away." I shout as I know it is Soobin from his voice.

"I don't think so." (A/N:HehE)
He says in a concern voice.

I feel my bed becoming heavy which says he has sat in front of me. Shutting my eyes, I start praying desperately.

I can be Frozen's Elsa and make a cover of let it go let it go can't hold me back anymore rather than be Min Sora anymore.

"Look at me Sora. I won't hurt you. We won't. Trust me. Look at me please." The voice pleads and I wish I didn't hear it.

Gathering all my courage, I let go of the stupid blanket and face him. If this mf is here to confront me about yesterday, I swear I'll yesterday myself out of the window.

"Listen, I didn't really want to disturb any of you, my body was controlled so I had no other options and-"

"It's okay, I know." He answers softly. My eyes grow a little, wondering how much did he hear my mind. This is so embarrassing.