𝗜𝗗𝗢𝗟❜𝗦 𝗖𝗨𝗥𝗦𝗘 | 𝘴𝘦𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘫𝘪𝘯

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Hyunjin was extremely tired after getting back from the company, so I made him some food, and right now, he's sleeping with his head in my lap.

I scroll through my Instagram, looking at the comments on my latest post.

Most of them were Hyunjin's fans, some supportive and some unsupportive.

I smile while reading the supportive comments, telling me how cute we look together and how we're made for each other.

But my smile fades when I start seeing a lot of hate comments.

"You don't deserve him"

"You're too ugly"

"I didn't know Hyunjin was a fag"

"I feel bad for Hyunjin"

"You're not his level"

"Who do you think you are"

"Go kill yourself"

"Nobody likes you"

"Hyunjin will break up with you soon"

"You're just using him"

The comments just get worse the more I scroll down.

My eyes tear up as I keep reading.

Felix got some hate as well, but not as much as me.

What was I thinking?

I'm just his fan, how could I think of marrying him?

They're right, I'm not his level.

And because of me, Hyunjin is getting hate too.

I can't ruin Hyunjin's career for my selfish needs.

I gently place Hyunjin's head on the couch and run out of the house in tears.

I don't take anything with me, too blinded by pain to notice.

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𝐴/𝑁: 𝑅𝑒𝑚𝑒𝑚𝑏𝑒𝑟 𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒 ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑎𝑛 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑎𝑡 𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡, 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑛𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑤ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑒 𝑐𝑟𝑦𝑖𝑛𝑔. 𝑆𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑛, 𝑑𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦?🙄 𝐼 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛, 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑤𝑟𝑜𝑡𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑑𝑎𝑚𝑛, 𝐻𝑦𝑢𝑛𝑗𝑖𝑛 𝑔𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑚𝑎𝑛!🥳

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After running for a while, I realize I'm completely lost.

I look around and see that I'm on a bridge, with really low railings that are pretty useless for their cause.

I search my pockets for my phone but groan when I remember that I left it in the apartment.

?: You're Seungmin, aren't you? Hyunjin's boyfriend?

I turn around and see a group of girls standing behind me.

?: So you're that disgusting fag he took in...

They look me up and down with a grossed-out expression on their faces.

One of them comes near me and I smell the strong scent of alcohol on her.

Are they drunk? What if they do something bad to me?

?: You're justing faking your love to leech off him, right? People like you don't deserve to live!

She pulls a sharp knife out of her pocket and starts walking even closer to me.

Seungmin: W-what are you d-doing?

?: I'm just doing what should have been done a long time ago to trash like you.

What does she mean?!

?: Die!

She harshly stabs my stomach with the knife and I feel a streak of excruciating pain flow through my body.

Seungmin: A-agh!