"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked. "I felt like you wouldn't ever talk to me if I told you," he said. "Well, you thought right... I am not talking to you. I'm leaving" I said. "You have nowhere to go... just stay here for a while," he said. "I am not living with a mafia" I yelled, realizing... I might have to because I really... have nowhere to go.
"Just for a while?" he said.
"Fine" I replied... not because I wanted to... because I had nowhere to go.
The next day...
Min-kyu's point of view:
Hye-jin hasn't been talking to me since what happened yesterday. I saw her coming outside as I was sitting in the living room. "Hey," I said as soon as she walked in. She didn't respond... which pissed me off.
She just walked outside... without even looking at me. How could she ignore me?! I went outside after her. "Respond to me!" I said. She still did not say anything, looking up at the sky. I walked up to her, angrily, taking big steps.
I quickly grabbed her arm. I could feel her try to get out of my grip, I was too strong. I was too angry to get in my senses. I don't care about anything anymore. I didn't really know what I was doing.
I pulled her arm, squeezing it tightly. I was pulling her inside the house. "Leave me!" Hye-jin was yelling, I didn't care. She kept yelling and I ignored her. I pulled her into the house. I switched arms, now holding her left arm. I could see my red handprint printed on her right arm.
Why does she care where I'm working or who I'm working with?
Writers point of view:
With too many thoughts in Min-kyu's mind, his hand moved to Hye-jin's neck, squeezing it in anger. He knew she was trying to say something, Min-kyu was too out of his mind to hear anything.
All the noise blocked out of Min-kyu, only seeing Hye-jin trying to catch her breath, trying to get out of Min-kyu's grip, which Min-kyu wasn't allowed. A tear rolling down Hye-jin's cheek.
......
A long pause remained as Hye-jin's eyes widened...
Hearing a loud noise.
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