❥(horror au!!)
" why aren't you scared of me? why don't you run from me? "
( after an accident, jisung has trouble sleeping. that is until one night, where he meets someone in his dream place. a boy around his age, chocolate brown hair, bright empat...
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On the 25th of March 2019, a local school bus loses control and crashes off the Mapo Bridge at 2:58 PM On this bus were 27 children between the ages of 12 and 17 along with 4 adults.
7 children and 1 adult died in the accident, 1 child is still missing, 1 in a coma and the other 17 seriously injured. The last remaining adults and other witnesses along with rescue boats were quickly on the scene, however could not save all the children from the recage slowly sinking into the Han River.
The 7 heroic children that tragically died in the crash where boys: Bang 'Chris' Chan, Lee 'Felix' Yongbok, Yang Jeongin, Kim Woojin, Kim Seungmin, Hwang Hyunjin, Seo Changbin.
The boys were found situated at the back of the bus, trying to free their friends who had become stuck between the fallen seats. Miraculously, all the children they freed had survived, only one is said to be in a critical coma.
Authorities are still-
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on the look out-
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for the 16 year old boy who remains missing-
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There was a sudden rush of air, pushing up his chest and towards his throat. Unlike what he normally felt, or remembered feeling, it felt constricted and heavy. Was air supposed to be heavy?
At first, it was bland. Most of you may not know, but you can always taste your mouth. While you may not be able to decipher what that taste may be, it's always there. You don't just forgetthat you have a tongue that can taste. But is this case, he couldn't feel a tongue. Or the causal touch of teeth, dry and bland was how it felt. Therefore, his first instinct was to bite his tounge, move it and make sure it was still there.
But he couldn't exactly remember how he could do that.
So he opted to look around instead, only to realise it was dark, causing him to panic. Perhaps someone has assumed he was dead and put him in a coffin six feet down into the earth and he couldn't even call out for help (Not that they'd hear him from down here.)
It was only a few seconds after did the daunting feeling of being buried alive dissipate and was quickly replaced with stupidity, it was dark because his eyes were closed. He wasn't mistaking for a corpse, he simply had to open his eyelids and show the world he had survived the-
the...accident?
Screaming, panic, a hard push of air against the metal bus as they plummeted into the river.
Children grabbing onto seats, some unaware and not yet processed what was taking place- others unconscious as soon as the bus slid across the road and off the bridge.
Oh god, the accident.
The front of the bus was the first to hit the water, sending a jolt of force along the seats- children flying out windows and glass shattered into peoples skin.
The seat in front of him jerked before clamping onto his foot, metal digging into his knee cap as the water quickly rushed towards the back where he sat in fear.
People were pulling at him, faces blurry and screams muffled by deadly water.
The blood in the water itchy against the chair digging into his bones.
He died. He must have died, there's no way he could have-
Strong arms grabbing his waist and one final pull had freed him, tearing muscle and skin, and he saw what would be the last of his selfless friend Chan.
Changbin, frantically pulled at his arm to hoist him towards the surface, was quickly losing air.
Just as he was quicklylosing blood, Hyunjin clamped onto his elbow and pushed him against gravity.
He didn't get to see the remainderof his friends release their last bubbles, before swallowing blood filled water;
Because as soon as Hyunjin gave a final pull and kick towards the surface, letting go of the injured boy so the boats on the surface could see his blood, everything went white- then black.
He could taste again, through the corners of his mouth he tasted salty water. Regaining the consciousness to feel his face muscles, he was vaguely aware of the tears pouring out the corner of his eyes and down the side and top of his face.
And slowly, Jisung fluttered open his eyelids- the familiar feeling of the retracting muscle allowing bright and painful light to sink into his pupil. Like an endless black hole he took his his white surroundings, the erge to close his eyes and blink away growing tears tempting but undoable.
He began to sob.
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MINHO + JISUNG
BURY A FRIEND.
INSPO ; B ILLIE EILISH.
M ATURE THEMES.
read with caution , for this won't end the way you want.