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"grief is not as heavy as guilt,
but it takes more away from you."— Veronica Roth, Insurgent —
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[ 3RD PERSONS VIEW。]
"Jeno-yah! What are you doing here?"
The teenage boy flinched, averting his gaze from the illuminating TV screen and onto his surroundings.
Dark. Cold. Empty.
That's what he felt right now. His blanket was draped over him as he kept running through the thousands of memories he gained from spending time with Haruki.
Blinking repeatedly, he shot his head beside him, seeing a girl filled with colors– the girl who brought warmth to his cold heart. "Haruki..."
"What are you doing here?" he mumbled, looking away and darted his eyes back onto the television.
Haruki chuckled and sat closer to him, "You're always so quiet, maybe that's why I like you."
Frozen in his spot, his heart began to beat fast. Memories kept flooding into his mind as tears welled up in the rim of his eyes. Gulping harshly, he took a deep breath and clutched onto his blanket.
"Stop," he uttered before looking to his side; no more Haruki.
A few seconds later, another memory pops into his head. The girl bursting into the door as she flailed her arm up in excitement. "Jeno! What are you waiting for? We're going to the beach with the others remember?"
Jeno hissed and threw a punch onto the vacant seat beside him. He glared at the door, "Stop making me remember her!"
His hot tears trickled down his cheeks, quiet sobs filled the dark room as he hugged his knees closer. "It hurts so much."
Pain swelling up in his heart, the void that Haruki left remained unforgotten. He yearned to feel her warmth again, the way she wraps her arms around him as they walked along the sandy shores of the beach.
"Promise me something Jeno." her sweet-sounding voice rang in his ears, slowly he looked up. He finds himself inside their classroom, again he was left alone inside and Haruki had to come and get him. "Hmm? What is it?" was he said at that time.
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colors of death › nct dream
Fanfic❝ Don't mess with the nonexistent. ❞ when there is no more room in hell, the dead will walk on earth. ▬▬ status: completed ✓ a nct dream fanfiction a mystery / thriller au © minsyeuga 2020