HIDEOUT: LEE TAEYONG

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soyoung

"i know who you are soyoung." somin stated with her soft yet irritating voice, slowing her pace so she would be able to amble beside me. annoyance filling up my body ruthlessly, no pauses at all as i tried to keep my straight face. "because a friend of mine would always speak without mentioning your name." she explained with a small sneer, an evil sneer.

"who, taeyong?" i felt confident about my answer, but unfortunately i was wrong.

"no, do you think he's that in love with you?" her question made my hands ball into tight clenched fists, i didn't even let her speak as i purposely cut her off. "why would you say that i kissed doyoung when it's clearly wrong? seriously what's wrong with you?" i stopped my tracks, making hers to stop as well.

"i've tried to hold it inside me, but you're being too much now. you ruined the trust taeyong had for me, honestly i feel so sad that he would even believe you more than me. and i've had enough of you, if a walker tries to attack you... i'll let it be." i was shocked at how somin actually looked tensed at the last sentence i spoke out, normally she would shrug it off and be bitchy with a "i don't give a fuck", but the way her eyebrows furrowed showed that she felt threatened and you have no idea how much that satisfied me. maybe she got petrified, knowing that she couldn't protect herself.

"i just don't like you okay? i like to see the way you suffer."

"fuck you somin." i spat, i was really about to leave but her words intrigued me.

"anyways, the someone i was talking about was kim hana." she looked at me, her lips slowly forming into a smirk. "she always talked and went to you, but i was powerful enough to force her to keep distance from a pathetic disgusting dwight student alike you." as much as she was giving me offensive words, i didn't care, i just wanted her to continue talking about hana.

"where is she now?" i asked, cutting her off once again.

"she's dead." two words, six letters, i never knew it could stab me on the chest like a knife, like a dagger, like bullet right through my heart, like swallowing a poison... like dying, suffering. this feeling after hearing someone's death, or just the thought of someone's death is continuing like a process. just like when i think of my parents, they might be dead, like when i think of yukhei, he might be dead, thinking of hana... she is dead, and it hurts so much.

this pain inside me, i'm used to it but it still hurts, hurts too much.

"she's... dead?" i repeated.

"are you deaf or something? yeah, she is dead and rotten." somin was annoyed at my actions, her lips letting out a scoff as her arms crossed in front of her chest.

i felt my eyes fire up, gazing directly at somin's as i let my opened palms jolt her whole body backwards. "why the fuck are you acting like this? she was your own fucking friend and you don't even look sorry, sad or feel any pity for her?" the more i pushed her, the more she got strained but i could finally control myself and pull me away from her. "why are you like this?" a single tear streamed down my cheek.

annoyed, somin dusted her clothes that were touched by my hands. "she was a fucking bitch anyway, she had nothing else to do but to talk about you and dwight and she knows how i felt about dwight! now she is dead along with those fucking shitheads chenle and jisung."

"wait, how did they die?" i usually wouldn't ask anything like this since it'll make me even weaker, but i felt the urge to.

"because of me." she spoke, as if she was proud. "jungwoo brought me, dahye, hana and this random girl we bumped into.... minhee was her name, he brought us in the hideout after he spotted us hiding nearby the school's entrance. of course, someone as stupid as jungwoo would bring us in without pondering and donghyuck that kid disapproved yet they still trusted us, especially hana since we knew each other and went to some of the same classes."

"we got welcomed in, taeyong refused but that time democracy won. there were so many in the hideout, we were around 30 which actually surprised me of how little we became. minhee didn't tell us her bite she got on her ankle, and of course it's clear enough to guess about what happened. she attacked us, everyone else got bitten where we all gathered in the canteen. the twelve of us got out before getting bitten as the others immediately locked and blocked the doors, any doors that contacted where the others were which is why the half of the school is closed." she paused after explaining, looking up at me and continued as if she was about to tell her favorite part.

"i remembered when i got out of the dangerous zone with hana, she immediately went back in to help chenle and jisung but i already shut the door before they could exit. do i look like someone who's patient?" she rose an eyebrow, giving me the expression as if i really needed to answer so i did.

"no, you don't look like someone who's patient." i replied.

because of her hana is dead, because of her jaehyun almost died, because of her everything is fucking up.

i know it wasn't necessary at all, that violence wasn't the solution for the anger inside me but suddenly my fist was slamming into her face while she sunk into her stomach. she lost her balance and fell down the soft grass, her palms on the floor as she lifted one up to wipe the blood off her corner lips. "wow." she commented, looking up with a sneer. "i was expecting a slap like normal girls would."

"well i knew a punch would be more severe." i explained in satisfaction when she spat out red blood, i knew somin was acting as if it didn't hurt like hell, but she acted to be unbothered. "whatever, i had enough of you... you can patrol by yourself tonight." i grumbled.

i threw the flashlight on the ground, in front of her shoes and turned my heel, aggressively storming my way away from her.

i know wishing for someone to die is wrong, but i don't want somin to die either, i just want her to suffer the way she put people in that position. i want to her to feel how hana felt, how chenle and jisung felt, how jaehyun felt, how i and taeyong felt when she announced false information.

i never knew i could have such severe hatred on someone.

but i also never knew someone could be this annoying and dreadful, i never knew people like somin even existed.

i wish karma would hit her, very hard, super hard.

before i could even enter the school, i heard a gruesome scream which was clear enough to recognize that it was from somin. i couldn't even leave without making sure she was fine, for god fucking sake. frankly, i could've turned around and left her, but when she yelled for my name, i hesitantly ran back to her.

when i came back, a familiar face was choke-holding somin. i kinda smiled.

"soyoung, we finally meet again." a voice appeared and i saw bangchan smiling at me, a gun pointing at my head.