Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 5 : Fʟᴏᴏʀ ᴏғ Dᴇᴀᴛʜ

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(Don't play the music now !)

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Cʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 5 : Fʟᴏᴏʀ ᴏғ Dᴇᴀᴛʜ


2 years later

???'s POV

I am sitting next to my friend, (Y/n), who is at my house to talk and have tea as if it were normal.

"I wonder if Hockney's all right... My precious baby...
- Stop saying that, it's too weird...
- Shh, Mata, it's your fault ! I'm saying this, but... I'm glad he's gone... He can be happier than he was here !"

She smiles and laughs, as if it's a funny story. I sigh and put my hand on the table and make a loud noise to get her attention.

"Can you stop laughing about it ? You're so childish... But... I like you better like this, you looked so weird when you came back here two years ago. And why did you come back ? You didn't talk about it. "

(Y/n) smiles and drinks her cup of tea without saying anything before letting an exhausted sigh come out of her thin lips.

"I just wanted to come home... Don't worry."

I look at her, not convinced, and I end up crossing my arms behind my head and leaning my back against the back of my chair.

"You know, (Y/n)...
You're a bird, like Hockney. You're not a bug that crawls around underground like me. So going out and flying, that's your «Destiny» ..."

~~~~~

Khun's POV

I look at myself in the mirror in my room, currently on the Hell Express, and end up ruffling my long hair slightly before I tied it on a ponytail.

I look at myself in the mirror in my room, currently on the Hell Express, and end up ruffling my long hair slightly before I tied it on a ponytail

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(A/n : It's not my art ! Credits to the author (Author's Twitter : @KUNtakoo) !)

I put on a white shirt and tie it on before putting on a blue warm coat with gloves. Winter has arrived outside and I can't stand the cold at all. Even when I was inside the train, the cold breeze froze the blood and ice crystals sometimes formed in the corridors.

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