n o t e f o r t y

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tw//knives, nightmares, harassment, blood

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his head felt lighter, he didn't feel sick. if anything he didn't feel at all, the blinding light of the place around him was confusing. this wasn't his dorm room, well it was obvious being he was laying in a field of, daisies?

coughing profusely, he saw a figure stood in front of him, in a lace dress that went passed their knees. they were turned away from him but the familiar brown hair made him attempt to back up. he was stuck, he couldn't move. he was

horrified 

to say the least.

the slow turning of the figure made him nauseous, her grim smile made him disgusted. her expression was something he couldn't forget if his life depended on it. the glistening silver blade that made his throat run dry

"my love. you're so pure, even your skin is perfect." she bent down with sharp eyes. he wanted to leave, he needed to leave. the more and more the blade inch towards him the more his pupils shook

no, no, no, no. his mind chanted until a stinging perfect cut was laid on his skin. dripping down his face and onto his clothes. it made him dizzy, extremely dizzy
"even your blood is pure" she let out a sickening giggle running her finger down the stinging cut.

"what a luxurious colour. it could paint this whole pure world." on que of her words the pure white daisies started to get painted but a crimson colour. the same colour of his blood, red. the world turned red within seconds.

his salty tears slid down his face, making the cut sting more, no. the world started to corrupt in his eyes, the more and more she inched closer to him. stop it. he was going insane, he couldn't be here anymore. let me out.

"don't act innocent." the words snapped his head up to her. she ran her finger gently down the blade, "you're insane just like me, that's what makes you perfect. because under your thin skin, you're just like me." she giggled, the confusion laced through his brain

no. no. no. no, no, no, no, no.




"jungwoo! oh my god are you alright?" he was shaken furiously by the taller male. a worried and stressed expression painted on their face. immediately he reached out to touch his cheek but felt nothing.

"nightmare? you were sweating" the male furrowed his eyebrows at the blue haired. hesitantly he nodded, "i'll go get you some food okay?"

he opened his mouth and spoke out shaky words, "o-okay.."

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