At 10:30 PM on December 22, 1992, in a red brick house that was in Nevada on 7201 West Killham Drive, Wonwoo Jeon's at a party. A party with people he hates, from a school he hates, in a town he hates. And of course, he really hates Junhui. (cross posted on ao3)

Please do not read if gore/death/rape mentions bother you in any way. I'm not romanticizing cannibalism in any way, I just thought I'd give a creepier genre a try. Wonhui don't end up together in this, but there's definite vibes going on, if you feel me

❝hey can I come in? There seems to be a Squirtle in your apartment.❞ ❝What?❞ ❝do you not play Pokémon Go....?❞ + #288 in humour