コールド-ブラッド; ᴄᴏʟᴅ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ

the day

the words replayed in his mind. on a loop. 

a forever loop. a broken record. 

it'd been approximately 5 hours since the local police asked him so kindly to come down to the station. 

the solemn look in their eyes told him. 

his gut told him. 

the news story told him. 

with every family member and friend calling to see if he was okay, he was constantly reminded. 

jeongin was dead.