✔ Visions || Park Seonghwa [EDITING]

nine

I am locked inside my room, it's all my fault.

It's all my fault.

I am feeling guilty of what's happening around me. It's happening because of me.

I-i just saved my friend, b-but...why is this happening to me? Why did I do to deserve this?

I touched and hold my necklace that I am wearing, closed my eyes and praying that it would end.

"Yuna, come out. You haven't eaten anything for two days."

School just started, but there are so many happening around me. The school decided to postpone the classes until it's okay. I hope so.

I stood up and opened the door. It's Seonghwa. I look like a mess.

"I-i w-will just take a bath." I am still shivering because of what happened.

"Okay. Just come downstairs, the guys are waiting for you."

I started to walk to the bathroom, but get stopped by his voice.

"Don't worry. I am here for you. We are."

I nodded slightly and continued to go to the bathroom.

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As I go downstairs, I saw the guys preparing for lunch. These boys are really...

Jongho saw me so he went near me and hugged me. His eyes looked so sad and worried.

"Y-yah, w-why are you hugging me?" I mumbled, stuttering.

"I miss you." He said, still hugging me.

Tears are forming again, I don't want to cry all day, all night.

"I'm sorry."

He broke the hug and looked at me, "Don't be. It's not your fault."

"Dinner is ready, guys." Yunho said so we went to dining table.

The guys are looking okay, but they are not cheerful or noisy as before. I looked at Mingi and felt relieved that he is okay.

"W-why are you so quiet? It's so awkward." I confessed. I can't bear this silence.

They just looked at me, some coughed while some continued to eat.

"Yah, I will not eat if this silence continue."

"Are you okay?" I heard Seonghwa asked me.

I looked at him and tried my best to smile, "Yes, I am now."

"Liar."

"Yah, you asked me a question, so I answered."

"Yuna," I heard Mingi said. "H-how did you know?"

Secret remains a secret.

"I h-had a dream, m-more l-like a nightmare."

"Your nightmare became true?"

Gunshots. Knife. Water. I hate this.

I shrugged, wanting to avoid the question.