𝕄𝕪 𝕣𝕠𝕠𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕚𝕤 𝕒 𝕤𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕒𝕝 𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕣 / 𝕨𝕠𝕠𝕤𝕒𝕟

chapter 8

San's POV

They didn't catch him... my plan had been for nothing. I died for nothing and god damn even this bitch of a robber didn't deserve to be killed.
At least Yeosang should be fine... and everybody is gonna think he is a hero because Wooyoung made it look like he killed the criminal. I underestimated him... he was literally a monster.

However, one thing was still bothering me. I was supposed to be dead, bleed out and calmly lying in the snow but the pain was still there, in my shoulder not anymore but my chest did hurt like hell. Was I breathing? I didn't know...
but suddenly I could clearly feel my heart beating in my chest again. What the hell? Was I reborn or did someone find me and sew my heart together again.

A few seconds later all the pain was gone and I felt my loungs abruptly filling with cold air...

I opened my eyes in shock and all the senses came back to me.
I felt the stinging coldness and the hard floor that I was laying on while listening to the sound of driving cars from outside.
With a quick movement I pushed myself up and walked to the door of the building I had been lying in.
"Why the hell am I alive?" I asked myself in a mixture of confusion and relieve but as soon as I opened my mouth I felt the dryness in my throat begging for water. How long had I been here?
Without further thinking I ran outside while looking at my phone but it had already died down.
"Shit!" I hissed, put it back in my pocket and noticed the blood stains and holes on my clothes. I had been stabbed in the shoulder and chest but none of these wounds were visible in the slightest. There weren't even scars but I couldn't find an explanation because even the best doctor couldn't do a miracle like this.
I didn't just imagine everything, did I?
No, the blood on my clothing was proof that it was real.
If I was gone for long people were probably searching for me so I had to get back to the dorms as fast as possible and eventually kill Wooyoung there.

I kept running through the snowy weather and my feet and hair were already wet from the falling snow until I reached a busier street.
Judging the color of the sky it had to be about afternoon.
I made my way to a small ramen restaurant that belonged to an old friend of my parents and luckily wasn't far from here.
Almost nobody was inside and the few people who actually ate there right now didn't pay attention to me so I just went straight to the counter and asked for glass of water.
The older lady's expression who was behind the counter changed immediatly when she saw the condition I was in and after handing me the drink she worriedly asked.
"What happend to you, boy? These are some serious injuries! You need to see the doctor."
I emptied the glass in one shot and asked for another before answering.
"Oh no, don't worry it's not my blood. I'm not injured, just very thirsty. Thank you for the water."
"Of course." she said now sounding a bit calmer. Then she looked at my face again and gasped silently while pulling out her phone to show me a picture.
"That's you right? The police is searching for you since Sunday!"
What? The police way also searching? Was it that serious?
"Oh, I didn't know... hm. What day do we have?"
"It's Friday."
"FRIDAY?!"
I couldn't believe this! I was in that building for 6 days? Without drinking or eating in the coldness and two dangerous injuries the chance of surviving was basicly 0%.
Oh god, probably everyone already assumed that I was dead! I had to tell them all.
"Thank you so much again." I told the lady and was already on my way to the exit. "Please call the police and tell them I'm fine!" was the last thing I asked her for before continuing to run.

Seonghwa's appartment was right around the corner from here and I didn't hestitate to run up the stairs and ring the bell infront of his front door. 
But then my stomach started hurting like hell and I realized that I probably shouldn't have used so much energy without having eaten for almost one week. I felt so dizzy all of a sudden and when the door slowly opened I almost fell in the persons arm.
But it wasn't Seonghwa, it was...