two bros chilling in a classroom, five feet apart, 'cause they're very gay :)
there's an intense love square.
maybe a love pentagon.
maybe a bigger love shape.
- TERRIBLY WRITTEN
- CRINGE WARNING
- chaos to angst ff
- grammar mistakes
- a very holy...
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A/N: proceed with caution.
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save one, lose one.
the sun is behind the clouds today.
🤡
i spent the past couple of minutes just staring at the clown. that clown be looking much more finer than i am today. what a pretty cute clown.
another message is sent as soon as we arrive at the front of the apartment.
rooftop.
i honestly have no idea if our plan is working, but listening to titanic on a recorder in an elevator for two minutes is kind of... nervewrecking. jay, sunoo, a couple of police officers, and i were stuck in the apartment's elevator for quite a while. the police officers went out to explore the possible rooms that could've been used for sunghoon's kidnap, especially the room that were matching the pictures and locations sent to me.
"i have a bad feeling about this, guys..." jay speaks once the police leave. "who knows what could happen on a rooftop! watch us start fighting like ninjas and one of us has to pull a bruce lee. if only we had jungwon then maybe we could have more defense."
"we aren't k-wording jungwon, dummy. he's a precious bean."
"guys, we're here." sunoo tells us.
at last, the elevator door opens, displaying a small flight of stairs to enter the rooftop. we exit the elevator and plainly stood in the hallway. "it was nice knowing, you guys."
"jay, please. if anything happens, we have an ambulance prepared. sunghoon is probably in a terrible condition and is the only reason there's medics waiting almost 900 feet from here." i assure. "the mission to save sunghoon will start when we enter that door." we all look at each other. "let's go." together, the three of us push the door open.
we are kindly greeted by a cold blow of wind and my mother sitting on a comfortable chair with her legs crossed. "you boys have come quite early, i didn't expect i'd have more than one person witness a death." she cringes a smile.
"shut up, lady. where's sunghoon?" two men from both sides attempt to tackle jay and sunoo to the floor, but we were prepared with pepper spray.
"well prepared, my son." she glances at sunoo. "i see you haven't killed my son yet."
"i realized how petty and selfish i was when i tried to. jake is a nice guy, and he's way better than you, you monster." my mother begins to laugh out loud.
"you'll regret every single word you said to me once you realized what you did, boy." she stares at jay, but doesn't say anything. she looks back to me and smirks. there was only the cool breeze. suddenly, someone grabs me from behind and judo-flips me down to the floor, a loud crack is heard when my left arm harshly hit the pavement.
