d a r k (verkwan)

seungkwan~
it's been three years, but i've never seen that man's face. three years, locked in his basement, three years his broken doll. the lights turn off when he's there, and turn back on after he covers my eyes. i never see him, but I can't forget his touching, his clawing, his animosity. it doesn't matter if he's there or not, my mind and body are drowning in his touches. i want out, to run away, to be at peace. please.... someone let me out....

vernon~
i've been the perfect child, ever since i can remember. good grades, well-mannered, dependable, but i couldn't handle their expectations anymore. i needed to do something rebellious, something only for myself that could set me free. i started breaking into people's houses, just for the sake of spending a few hours in someone else's world, for the sake of imagining someone else's life outside of my own. but this last house, that place was different... paralyzing.... suffocating.... i saw something that i shouldn't have.... and i ran.

WARNING!
contains:
rape
violence
kidnapping
depression/anxiety
triggering topics

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