the end // yoonkook

3 × sociopath

When he opens his eyes again, catching his breath isn't easy. It's like he's drowning, but it isn't cold. In fact, he feels drenched in sweat. It takes almost all of Yoongi's resolve to sit up. Somebody opens the door. He looks over and it's his mother.

"You're late," she tells him, sounding out of breath. Yoongi looks around the room—it's a bedroom, but it's not his.

"What about the rain?" He asks.

"What rain?" His mother frowns. "This town hasn't rained in months, Yoongi. It's only August."

The sentence uttered was like a punch in the gut. Yoongi's heart skips a few beats before pounding like a hammer used assertively. It's got to be another world. If monsters that come out in the rain exists, other dimensions probably do too. There's no end to the universe once a secret has been uncovered.

Yoongi decides to get ready anyway. He finds his school uniform in the unfamiliar closet. It's his usual uniform, from the same school he goes to. He doesn't shower, only changes as quick as he can. He brushes his teeth, and exits the room. As expected, it isn't his house. This one is much larger than his usual home. Bewilderment washes over him so swiftly that he feels dizzy all over again.

He ponders over his current situation as he eats the scrambled eggs his mom had cooked. First, he wakes in a hospital. Then, it's this foreign house in the same town. He really doesn't know what to make of this situation, besides the possibility that he might be going insane.

Yoongi's mom drops him off at school. When he arrives, people are talking to each other. It's unusual and preposterous—they're supposed to be untrusting. But it's like everything is normal now, and to Yoongi, that's what's frightening.

A boy taps him on the shoulder. Yoongi knows he's seen him in school before, but he doesn't know him. Not even his name. He's tall, with fluffy chocolate brown hair and bright eyes that twinkled even more as his pink lips stretched into a smile. His rosy cheeks showcased dimples, and Yoongi thought it was quite adorable.

"There you are," the boy says.

"Sorry, do I know you?" Yoongi's voice is shaky—he fears that this is another dimension. And in this one, the boy and him are friends.

The boy laughs. He has a charming laugh and Yoongi would've laughed along, or even smiled. But he was far too anxious for that. He raises an eyebrow, "Funny, baby."

Baby? Yoongi's pupils couldn't help enlarging.

"Are you alright?" The boy frowns in genuine distress as he scans Yoongi's manner. He was about to continue speaking, until another boy comes and taps them both on the shoulder with either of his hands. Yoongi recognizes Kim Seokjin.

Despite monsters and rains and nobody conversing with one another, Seokjin remained friendly, and therefore, people liked him for that. If Racamphill was like any other town, Seokjin would be the popular kid. The one you'd understand why was so admired by others—because he was nice. And such good nature was respected in a town full of death.

"Hey, guys." Seokjin grins at the two of them. The boy returns his greeting. Yoongi stands still. "Is everything okay, Yoongs?"

Yoongi eventually succeeds in forming a simple, "Yes."

Seokjin's lips stretch into an eerie sort of smile. "Good to know," he says as he fishes for something in his uniform trouser pocket. He takes a small knife out. It's like a kitchen knife, yet a slightly miniature version, since it wasn't in the model of a pocket knife.

"Why do you carry that around, Hyung?" Jungkook chuckles.

"To protect myself, of course."

Yoongi hitches an eyebrow. Were they always this ambiguous?

Ambiguous was soon understatedness when it came to what happens next. The crimson seeping through Yoongi's white uniform shirt is much too instantaneous. Jungkook didn't even have the time for revelation to emerge on his face—everyone was screaming by the time the teacher showed up, and yelled to call an ambulance.

Time was always behind. Always, when death is around. Yoongi's view was only black spots, the numberless voices around him contorted and suddenly he was drowning in a pool of red, not knowing if he'll wake up once again.