For SeokJin this time wasn't easy. Well, as if any time when he was forced to stay in the mansion was.
He was deprived of contact with the world when his father took away his phone, but it was nothing. He was hoping HoSeok wouldn't constantly try to contact him after he explained what he could in the letter.
He felt bad that he needed to say goodbye to the person who gave his life a new purpose, but he had no other choice. He didn't even know if he would achieve what he said he would do and run away from that place. He didn't know if his plan would work, but he had to think positively. He wanted to light up the small spark of hope in his heart more and more.
There still was a few long months of doing what pleases his family before him. For now, he had no other choice as he still was underage, so he had to wait until December 4th to do anything. But it still was a long way to go.
With a quiet sigh, he looked around his room, on the empty, white walls, walking around the place, as it was his only way to move more, and finally, he stood by the window. He watched the snow, which's life was slowly going to its end, as thaw was nearing, slowly, day by day spring was coming. The new season was the cause of happiness for most people.
For the sad boy, whose delicate skin still was covered in colorful bruises it also was the cause of happiness. He counted the time down until he would finally try to leave and every passing season was nearing him to that time. Slowly but successfully.
He held on to this, the last chance for a new life, he wasn't going to resign. He wanted to meet his friends again, so he was ready to wait and try, to reach his goal.
Whatever would happen.
He wouldn't give up.
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Pʟᴀʏ ᴏғ Aɴᴛᴏɴʏᴍs || 2Sᴇᴏᴋ
Fanfiction{English isn't my first language. This is a translation of one of my works. Relationships between the characters are purely platonic.} Two boys on a stage of life have to, despite their differences, find common ground, not knowing the consequences o...
