oceans // minsung

一

he was drowning. sinking. he felt scared. petrified. oxygen depleting, water rising in his lungs. the peacefulness of the ocean contrasted to his paralysing fear. 'goodbye world.'

han jisung sat up gasping for air, tears welling in his eyes as he scrambled to check his clock, which read 4:39am.

brain still scrambled, the boy attempted to get out of bed, only for his knees to buckle and the floor to accept him as his best bud. 'for fuck's sake, can't i have a good sleep for just one fucking night', jisung grumbled in his head. he attempted to stand up again, only for his legs to give way again. sighing in absolute disbelief, he just accepted defeat, not wanting to get hurt.

the boy was still relatively shaken up by his nightmare, but decided not to think about it, hoping that by not remembering, that disturbing feeling he felt would go away.

and with that thought in mind, he curled up on the ground, drifting off into a restless and uncomfortable sleep.