His Killdom

There were no stars in the sky. Baekhyun took another sip of his beer and looked over at Taehyung. He seemed lost in his thoughts. "Don't think too much, silly. This is how life is; cruel and brutal."

Taehyung sipped on his canned drink. "My mother used to say that people are not bad by their choice. Some good people turn bad because their situation demands them to."

Baekhyun sighs, hugging his knees, "We are only a product of our environment. We don't get to choose a good or a bad life, we just go along the flow, always hoping for the light at the end of the tunnel." He looks down at the miniature cars and buildings from his tall stance from the rooftop, "This city is a monster; always feeding off of people's greed. No light can ever chase away it's darkness." He added, loathing.

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PS: This is not your typical ByunTae fanfic.