"Welcome to Shujin Academy... Where every student dies here."
*This story is 18+ warnings lie ahead*
↳high school au
/ˈmenəs/
(noun)
1. a person or thing that is likely to cause harm; a threat or danger.
What would you do if you lost both of your m...
Let's forget the baggages of the past and make a new beginning.
- Shehbaz Sharif
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January
Bang Chan
The gloomy grey clouds covered Itaewon like a blanket. Chan watched the fire ablaze by Jackson's tombstone in sorrow. He felt like a burden being here with Eunha, Got7, Victoria, and Hendery. It pained him in his heart as he heard Eunha cry loudly for her deceased lover.
Jackson died for Chan. A different type of bravery Chan wouldn't be able to do himself.
Chan looked over his shoulder as he saw Wendy, Mina, and Felix coming up the steps of the hill. Felix held a small white flower wreath in his hand. Wendy hugged Eunha tightly as soon as Eunha saw her. She didn't wipe any tears even though her mascara stained her pale face.
"Will I ever love again?" Eunha whispered.
"You will. I promise." Wendy tearfully smiled.
Eunha walked over to Jackson's family as they all pulled her into a group hug.
Chan didn't know what it was like to lose a lover or a best friend. However, it pained him a lot. Something he wouldn't wish for Jackson to experience.
Alana Lee
Alana pulled her sleeve off her lavender silk robe. She glances over at her white bandages covering her stomach. Alana carefully placed a black tank over her body.
She had a long way to go for recovery. Alana wanted to be healed fast, but everytime she got frustrated during therapy she would lock herself in her hospital room and cry.
Johnny would force her to eat even though Alana claimed she wasn't hungry.
You'll be experiencing some PTSD after your attack from this man. It will take a while to be fully covered from the traumatic event, but it's not expected for you to be completely healed from it, Alana heard the doctor explain to her and her father. She will need to go through physical and mental therapy.
"What if I'm not going to be okay from this, Johnny?" Alana sulked at the tv hung above.
Johnny slammed his spoon on the tray. He sighed loudly, staring at his girlfriend. "You've asked me that twelve times today, Lana. Twelve times every day. I don't like seeing you like this. We've talked about this." Johnny sharply replied.
