𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫

🖋𝟎𝟎𝟐🗡

“It seems that we’re already too late
Has our love already ended
Please at least say anything to me
We truly loved each other,
can’t turn back?
I’m the only one hurting tonight”

He continued typing, doesn't giving a damn about the outside world, he needs to finish this, finish this things and everything, he needs distraction so he wouldn't go and run for his ex again that decided to lie to his face, to those persons who slap him many times that's he's stupid enough to not now they're just toying him and not even loving him, he doesn't know anymore, he just continued typing, pouring all his emotions to the story he's writing, he's tired but he knows he still can finish this up

A loud ringing of phone interrupted him, but he didn't care not until he typed everything and sent it to his boss, he picked up his phone, still ringing

"Did I wake you up Joon?" his friend, Hoseok asked, he looks at the clock to find out it's nearly 5 am his friends probably on their way to his house to eat, and spent their whole day just laying or watching movies in his living room, he doesn't care

"No, I just finished another chapter for my story" he heard a loud sighed, knowing Hoseok he will start to nag him about it

"How many times do we need to tell you to have a rest and don't push yourself, we're scared you'll just collapsed and we don't want that"

"Don't worry, I'm fine, I can manage things up, I'll just sleep then go out to do things"

"Are you up for those disguised again Joon?" he looks at the big window in his room, the sun starting to rise, and he's about to sleep but get interrupted when his friend called him

"Yeah, you know me, I can't write things well when I'm not doing it are you on your way now?"

"Yeah but stopped at the grocery store to buy things Jin hyung asked me, he will cook later" he closed his eyes tightly, that name, he doesn't want to hear that name

"Oh shit well ahhmm yeah he asked me to go and buy things up for him, sorry for bringing up his name"

"It's fine, just tell them that I want to sleep until 3 in the afternoon, I don't want to get interrupted, don't come to my room please"

"Okay I'll tell them that thing, sleep well Joon" he didn't answer anymore, he just ended the call and took the way to his comfort room to blownoff blow off some steam

When he's done, he looked at him self in the mirror, looking at his physique, looking at the mark that left on his left cheek, it's small but he can still remember where it came from

It's been two years since that event happened and it's been two years since he last seen him, he opened the hidden compartment at the side of the mirror, to see a worn out book, he wrote everything here yet he can't open it, he doesn't know why, there's a lock and he can't open it no matter what he does so he just hide it away from the eyes of others

"You need to remember me" that's the only thing he can read at the cover of the book, he doesn't know who, he knows it's a HE cause he still remember the built of that person but his face is all blurry, he can't remember the face cause he can't see it

"Who the hell are you? Why do I need to remember you? Why do I need to remember you?" he just look at the book and decided to hide it again, changing to his comfy clothes he layed at his bed and closed his eyes, starting to drift off on his sleep

On the other side of Seoul there's a person looking around, exhausted, dizzy, hungry and running for his dear life, he can't remember the last time he seen the sun light but he knows, he knows it's been a decade or maybe more

"W-Where I-I a-am?" he look around and started to walk slowly, trying to spot any familiar thing but once again he knows he can't cause it's been awhile since he met the outside world, but he's still trying catching his breathe

"Excuse me but are you okay?" he look up to see a person towering him

"W-Where I-I am?"

"Gangnam, are you okay?" Gangnam? He's still near to that place

"I-I'm fine"

"Here have some water and food, I think you need it" the guy gave him a bottled water and a pack of food, the guy smiled, but he just nod and walk again, he needs to go away from this, he's still near

"Do you have any money? I can give you a few won, here so you can buy food if you still feel hungry" the guy is a great person, he just nod and kept the money on the pocket of his jeans, he uncovered the food and started to eat it while walking, he needs to walk cause, he still wants to eat for the next remaining days he doesn't know when he can meet another great person like the guy earlier who is willing to give him a food, water to drink and money to buy another food, he is thankful but he still needs to go away, to escape

To meet that guy again, he can't remember his face but he knows, he knows he's happy when he's with that person and he wants to be that happy again, like he's all smiling but he's scared that they kill that guy, but he doesn't want his hope to vanish