To Whatever End // Hyunho

What do you do when you're consistently late? You set your alarm five minutes earlier, you leave home earlier, you learn to do everything a minute earlier.

But what if it wasn't you?

Time is relative. Always has been, always will be. But time is cruel. It's relative in the worst possible ways, at the worst possible moments. It's a curse, it makes everything harder. It splits people up, throws them into different groups, locks them in a minute for the rest of their lives. Time is late. Not the people.

You just have to learn to deal with it. Move on.

Or don't, it's up to the mind.

(one chapter, cross posted on ao3)