His girlfriend died in front of his eyes. The pools of blood staining her body and the very ground she died. He stared into her eyes and lost his beautiful, charismatic smile. His eyes water. He couldn't bare to see another horrific scene like this again. He locked himself away from the world, refusing to get over his loss, burying himself in regret and hate. He was a top-graduate, he was the best among the best, but that one small mistake at the party made his life into instant hell. His parents disowned him, his friends left him, his hands were stained with impurity and blood. He hid away, counting days with his chalk and sticking notes he thought of on the very wall of his "home". They are different people, they have different lifestyle, but they shared the same feelings. Hurt. ~A Namjin fanfiction~
10 parts