His breath was heavy, feeling tight pressure squeeze his ribs together as he attempted to breathe properly. He didn't know how he got here; he found himself pressed upon the snowy, cold ground - some of the snowflakes having rested upon his head.
He slowly pushed himself up, getting up on his feet while shaking his head, spitting out the snow-coated grass off his lips.
"I know who you are." The man with the mask, which resembled the structure of a cat, covering one side of his face, with a comma corner that curled under his bottom lip. Only one of his eyes could be seen completely, along with his hair and the smug grin that danced upon his lips was clearly visible, too.
Yeosang sneers, "Y-You don't." He felt a shiver dash down his spine, taking a step back from the other. "We're acquaintances-." The blonde one gasps sharply, feeling the blade of the knife pressed against the skin of his neck delicately.
"I know you are prince Yeosang."
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Disdain of Carnations | SanSang
FanfictionKang Yeosang, the only prince to the king and queen of the land, where his only duty and devotion is to be a good son and to abide by the rules his father sets for him. Royalty, that is all he would be. From the moment he was born, he was praised as...
