𝐒 𝐔 𝐂 𝐂 𝐔 𝐁 𝐔 𝐒 | ᴋᴀɴɢ ʏᴇᴏꜱᴀɴɢ [𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘰 𝘐𝘯𝘤𝘶𝘣𝘶𝘴]

𝐗𝐈𝐕

"So you're telling us you're being haunted by a demon that looks exactly like Park Jieun."

Summarised Kihyun as they walked in the campus yard, enjoying the warm sun rays of November on their exposed skin. Joo-Hyuk was completely immersed in the lukewarm light of the morning, he had his eyes shut and his arms were bent behind his nape and, therefore, wasn't paying attention to what Yeosang and Kihyun were talking about.

The blond male seemed to be even more worried than Yeosang who actually summoned that demon and the was who was actually being haunted.

The youngest male hummed and nodded, before freeing a long and disheartened sigh from his lips.

"I knew you would've never believed me."

He murmured with his head low and his stare scanning the asphalt of the path they were walking on. Joo-Hyuk, that still hadn't talked since the group left Yeosang's apartment, commented with a tsk and kept his eyes closed, making Yeosang wondering how he managed to follow him and Kihyun without getting lost.

"Dude, what did you expect? You come up claiming that there's this demon haunting you and you want us to believe you? That's presumptuous."

He replied annoyed while shaking his head. After he finished pronouncing the last words, a mocking grin appeared in his face, not hearing any answer from Yeosang.

"I'm not demanding you to believe. I wanted to tell you that there's something not really normal going on in my life and I don't know how to deal with it."

Said Yeosang, shrugging his shoulders and feeling that sense of regret creeping up as he was afraid when he decided to confess his situation. Moreover, there was another sensation, something that was stabbing him right in his heart: the feeling of being left behind.

Kihyun, noticing how the eyebrows of the youngest male of the group got brought together in a frown, couldn't help it but feel sad and bewildered for him.

A wave of rage rapidly rode inside his chest, which led the blond male to violently hit Joo-Hyuk on the shoulder, making him lose the posture he had had until that moment.

The black-haired male really knew how to act like an asshole when he didn't care about the things that didn't concern him directly. What annoyed even more Kihyun, was the fact that he didn't even try to walk into someone else's shoes to understand how it felt like. He just couldn't care less.

"You really are a moron, Nam Joo-Hyuk."

Stated Kihyun, before catching Yeosang's elbow and dragging him far away from the black-haired male, who stopped his steps right in the middle of the path and with a puzzled expression on his face.

Yeosang tried to point his heels to put an end to Kihyun's mad marching, but the oldest male was too strong, too tall, and too bulked up for him to resist. So, he just followed him whereas whining for how disappointed and disheartened he was.