𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 | ᵇⁿʰᵃ

𝐢𝐢. 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐦 𝐢 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥?

───── ❝ chapter two ❞ ─────

" 𝘪 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵'𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘵 𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘪'𝘮 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘫𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘪'𝘮 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘪'𝘮 𝘰𝘯𝘦-𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘬𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘯. "

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GAEUN GASPED FOR AIR AS HER EYES SHOT OPEN. for a split second when darkness engulfed her five senses and stripped her of her oxygen supply, she seriously thought she had died with a severe blow to the head. that wasn't the case, however, and gaeun felt perfectly fine, which was odd because there should've been an accident. she should've felt pain from somewhere in her body especially when she remembered falling face-first to the floor. but instead, gaeun was sitting up straight in a chair, facing the back of someone's head, in a foreign classroom.

wait– 'what? a classroom?'

a flood of questions invaded her thoughts as her bewildered eyes darted everywhere around the room, 'huh? who's in front of me? where the fuck am i? no, w-why am i in a classroom? am i dreaming or some shit? what in the world is happening?'