Sxnshinebag - Sunshine

ＡＳＴＲＯ   Ｍａｓｔｅｒｌｉｓｔ

Ｐａｒｋ   Ｊｉｎｗｏｏ

𝖭𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝖾𝗍. . .

Ｋｉｍ   Ｍｙｕｎｇｊｕｎ 

𝖭𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝖾𝗍. . .

Ｌｅｅ   Ｄｏｎｇｍｉｎ

𝙴𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚘𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝙰𝚠𝚊𝚢 [𝙴𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚘𝚘 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛]

𝘓𝘰𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘮.

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳, 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘪𝘰. 𝘊𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘪𝘰𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘴, 𝘵𝘰𝘰.  

𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 2000𝘴, 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘈𝘐𝘔 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩.

𝘌𝘶𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘠/𝘕'𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩.

𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 2000𝘴, 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘈𝘐𝘔 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘠/𝘕 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩   𝘌𝘶𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘰, 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭. 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘌𝘶𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩.

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘠/𝘕'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘠/𝘕 𝘢𝘯𝘥  𝘌𝘶𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦-𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧-𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺?

(𝘾𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙞𝙩𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛)

Ｍｏｏｎ   Ｂｉｎ

𝖭𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝖾𝗍. . .

Ｐａｒｋ   Ｍｉｎｈｙｕｋ

𝖭𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝖾𝗍. . .

Ｙｏｏｎ   Ｓａｎｈａ

𝖭𝗈𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗒𝖾𝗍. . .

𝚃𝚑𝚎  𝙲𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚗  𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝

| 𝘈, (𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵) 𝘍 |  𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳, 𝘏𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳, 𝘚𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘎𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘔𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘚𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦, 𝘚𝘶𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘈𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵, 𝘔𝘢𝘫𝘰𝘳 𝘋𝘦𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘚𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘛𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘴

| 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 |  

↳   𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 - 𝘑𝘦𝘰𝘯 𝘑𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘬𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳  

↳ 𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺 - 𝘠/𝘕 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘠/𝘕 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘥𝘥 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘵.  

𝘏𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦.  

𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯, 𝘠/𝘕 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴.

(𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 "𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘯" 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴)

𝘛𝘢𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 - 𝘖𝘱𝘦𝘯 (𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘴𝘬)  

𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘶𝘦 - 𝘠/𝘕'𝘴 𝘙𝘰𝘰𝘮

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘖𝘯𝘦 - 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘏𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘭

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘛𝘸𝘰 - 𝘉𝘪𝘨 𝘏𝘪𝘵 𝘓𝘢𝘸 𝘚𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘛𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦  - 𝘊𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭

𝘊𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘍𝘰𝘶𝘳  - 𝘊𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘭 𝘏𝘰𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭

𝘌𝘱𝘪𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘶𝘦

𝙴𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚘𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 | 𝙴𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚞𝚎

| 𝘈, (𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵) 𝘍 | 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖿𝗂𝖼, 𝖧𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅 / 𝖢𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖾 𝖠𝖴, 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍

| 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 |  

↳   𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 - 𝖤𝗎𝗇𝗐𝗈𝗈 𝗑 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

↳ 𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺 - 𝘓𝘰𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘮.

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳, 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘪𝘰. 𝘊𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘪𝘰𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘴, 𝘵𝘰𝘰.  

𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 2000𝘴, 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘈𝘐𝘔 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩.

𝘌𝘶𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘠/𝘕'𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩.

𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 2000𝘴, 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘈𝘐𝘔 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘠/𝘕 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩   𝘌𝘶𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘰, 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭. 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘌𝘶𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩.

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘠/𝘕'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘠/𝘕 𝘢𝘯𝘥  𝘌𝘶𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦-𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧-𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺?

(𝘾𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙞𝙩𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛)

𝘞𝘒 - 400

𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷 | 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵

𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 | 𝘔𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

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𝙎𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙣𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚 - 𝙔/𝙉𝘿𝙖𝙯𝙚

𝙁𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚 - 𝙔/𝙉

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𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙀𝙪𝙣𝙬𝙤𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣

Y/NDaze:

Howdy

ChaEunwoo:

Hey Y/N

Y/NDaze:

What's up?

ChaEunwoo: 

Not much

How are you?

Y/NDaze:

Things could be better

ChaEunwoo:

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that

Y/NDaze:

How've you been?

ChaEunwoo:

Everything's been really good

Y/NDaze:

So what's new in your life?

ChaEunwoo:

Not a whole lot really

Just finishing up college

Oh, I don't know if you knew

Me and Minhae got back together

Y/NDaze:

Oh, good for you

ChaEunwoo:

Thanks

How's your friend Myungjun doing?

Y/NDaze:

Well

He started dating Mary, so now I barely see him

ChaEunwoo:

Oh, I'm sorry

Y/NDaze:

Yeah, well, it's whatever I guess

ChaEunwoo:

Well, college is almost over anyways

Y/NDaze:

Can you believe we're almost adults?

ChaEunwoo:

Nope

It definitely doesn't feel like it's been four years

Y/NDaze:

We had some good times in college

ChaEunwoo:

Yeah, kind of

I'd rather not think about the past though

Y/NDaze:

Oh, sure

ChaEunwoo:

I'm just tired of reliving memories

Y/NDaze:

So do you have plans for graduation?

ChaEunwoo:

Oh no, not really

I know my family's coming up and stuff

Y/NDaze:

Are you going to move back home?

ChaEunwoo:

Not immediately

I have this lease until August

Can we talk about things :Y/NDaze

Can we talk abo| :Y/NDaze

Can we| :Y/NDaze

Y/NDaze:

Do anything fun recently?

ChaEunwoo:

Not really, I've just been working

Can I see you this sum| :Y/NDaze

Can I see you| :Y/NDaze

Can I| :Y/NDaze

Y/NDaze:

Are you doing homework?

ChaEunwoo:

Yeah, just some stuff due tomorrow

Do you ever miss things between you| :Y/NDaze

Do you ever miss thing| :Y/NDaze

Do you ever| :Y/NDaze

Y/NDaze

How are classes?

ChaEunwoo:

They're good

Same old same old

Do you miss me| :Y/NDaze

Do you| :Y/NDaze

Do| :Y/NDaze

Y/NDaze:

Gone to any concerts lately?

ChaEunwoo:

Not really

I'm busy with school

Will we| :Y/NDaze

Y/NDaze:

What any good movies lately?

ChaEunwoo:

No, not really

Is this it| :Y/NDaze

Y/NDaze:

How's the weather been there?

ChaEunwoo:

It's been alright

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Y/NDaze:

Okay

I think I'm going to go

Goodbye, Dongmin

ChaEunwoo:

I though I said you can—

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𝙴𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚘𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 | 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙵𝚘𝚞𝚛

| 𝘈, (𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵) 𝘍 | 𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗍𝖿𝗂𝖼, 𝖧𝗂𝗀𝗁 𝗌𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗈𝗅 / 𝖢𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖾 𝖠𝖴, 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗂𝗌 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗅𝗅𝗒 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗈𝗋𝗒 𝖿𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍

| 𝘔𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 |  

↳   𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 - 𝖤𝗎𝗇𝗐𝗈𝗈 𝗑 𝖱𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

↳ 𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺 - 𝘓𝘰𝘨 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘮.

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘰𝘳, 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘪𝘰. 𝘊𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘣𝘪𝘰𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘴, 𝘵𝘰𝘰.  

𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 2000𝘴, 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘈𝘐𝘔 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩.

𝘌𝘶𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘠/𝘕'𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩.

𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 2000𝘴, 𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘈𝘐𝘔 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩.

𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘠/𝘕 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩   𝘌𝘶𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘰, 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘭. 𝘏𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘌𝘶𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩.

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘠/𝘕'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯 𝘰𝘧𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦. 𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘠/𝘕 𝘢𝘯𝘥  𝘌𝘶𝘯𝘸𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘷𝘦-𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘫𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘦𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧-𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺?

(𝘾𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙞𝙩𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛)

𝘞𝘒 - 400

𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷 | 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵

𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 | 𝘔𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

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𝗖𝗼𝗺𝗽𝗹𝗲𝘁𝗲!

𝙎𝙘𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙣𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚 - 𝙔/𝙉𝘿𝙖𝙯𝙚

𝙁𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚 - 𝙔/𝙉

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𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙀𝙪𝙣𝙬𝙤𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙨 𝙨𝙞𝙜𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣

ChaEunwoo:

Hey

Y/NDaze:

Hey!

ChaEunwoo:

I know it's been a while since we last talked

Y/NDaze:

No worries

ChaEunwoo:

I've just been going through a lot lately

Y/NDaze:

Is everything okay?

ChaEunwoo:

 Yeah, everything is fine

So listen

I was hoping we could talk about things

Y/NDaze:

Of course, what's up?

ChaEunwoo: 

I just feel like things are weird between us

Have you felt like that?

Y/NDaze:

I don't think so?

ChaEunwoo:

I think it's because of last year

Things have been weird since I cam to visit

Y/N please be honest with

Did you plan that we would hook up?

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Y/NDaze:

I. . .

I guess I hoped that we would

in the back of my mind

ChaEunwoo: 

I retrospect, it all just seemed so planned out

I mean, we spent the whole time hanging out

in your dorm

And we only really left to go get food and stuff

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ChaEunwoo:

You must have knowing how vulnerable I was

Y/NDaze:

I didn't know

You seemed fine

. . .

I don't know

ChaEunwoo:

Okay, I just

I don't know

Y/NDaze:

Did I do something wrong?

ChaEunwoo:

No, you didn't

Just a lot happened really quickly

It's just made me feel differently

Y/NDaze:

Different than what?

ChaEunwoo:

Just from how things were before

Y/NDaze:

Do you think we'll ever be the same?

ChaEunwoo:

I really don't know

I'm sorry, things are just really weird

for me right now

But thank you for talking to me about it all

Y/NDaze:

We can talk any time

ChaEunwoo: 

So, how is school and everything going?

Y/NDaze:

It's alright, just same old same old

ChaEunwoo:

How's your friend Mary?

Y/NDaze:

She's not really my friend anymore

ChaEunwoo:

Yeah, it sucks when people change

What about your other friend, Myungjun?

Y/NDaze:

Haven't seen him in a while

ChaEunwoo:

Oh, okay

ChaEunwoo is typing. . .

ChaEunwoo is deleting. . .

ChaEunwoo is typing. . .

ChaEunwoo:

I'm sorry, I don't think I can do this right now

Y/NDaze:

Is something wrong?

ChaEunwoo:

No, talking is just kind of hard

I've got to go soon anyways

But we'll talk again later?

Y/NDaze:

Yeah. . .of course

See ya

ChaEunwoo is away

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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚗 | 𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎

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↳ 𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺 - 𝘠/𝘕 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘥𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘐𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘠/𝘕 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘥𝘥 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘯𝘵.  

𝘏𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦.  

𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘢𝘯, 𝘠/𝘕 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴.

(𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 "𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦 𝘔𝘢𝘯" 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴)

𝘛𝘢𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 - 𝘖𝘱𝘦𝘯 (𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘴𝘬)  

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𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘷 | 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵

𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 | 𝘔𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

Everything was worthless

He heaved a great big sigh

And he went and found a rope

And tied it to the sky

Y/N opened her eyes slowly at the sound of a phone ringing. Was that my phone? She looked to her right to see her phone in the passenger seat. Her hand reached to the other side, not looking with her head lying back. The phone was in front of her face, wincing slightly at the brightness hitting her eyes. It was Jeongguk. . .he called me again. . .What could he want this late? she looked at the top of the screen to see the time—almost midnight. I really fell asleep for a long time. 

It took her a day to get to this hospital, and she decided to take a quick nap before heading in. But it looked like the nap turned into a five-hour sleep. She let out a sigh, turning off her phone. Y/N didn't want to use her phone much, never using it in the first place, but she didn't want it to die. Despite having a charger, it was useless if all these places she was going didn't have electricity. "Maybe he'll call again tomorrow," she spoke out loud, putting her phone in her jean pocket. "I need to get going." she reached the back of the car for her backpack and crossbody bag. 

She exits her vehicle, puts on her two bags, and looks up at the building. "A hospital," she hummed, walking to the door. "Must be abandoned, or else it's got terrible upkeep." Y/N was able to get in with ease through the front door. "What's with him and these creepy places. . ."

The place was very rundown, so hopefully, it was abandoned. It looked like it was. Lights were out, and nobody was there. Very abandoned to her. Y/N looked to the right and saw a reception desk. She walked up to it and saw a pile of maps, grabbing one for future keep. There was an elevator to her right, in the corner, but she couldn't get it to work, and the arrow above it pointed to four. It must be stuck on that floor. 

Going around the desk, Y/N entered the staff room for anything, but she didn't see much. She could open all the lockers, besides the fourth being locked, something to be easily unlocked, and she saw a box lying against the wall. Opening it up, a wooden square piece lies on top. Normally she wouldn't normally stare at this thing for so long, but she felt like it was something she needed to grab. And she did. But there is something she can do besides staring at a wooden piece. A key box is locked with a passcode. Not any passcode, a puzzle. Something she liked to do in her past time, even if it condemned her to be a slight nerd. Y/N pressed the middle button for the buttons around it, a plus sign, and pushed in. And pressing each corner till they were all pushed for a click to tell her it unlocked. 

Inside were an elevator trunk key and a cafeteria key. 

Y/N guessed she was going to the cafeteria on the second floor and the elevator on the fourth floor. But she wanted to explore first instead of going straight to the fourth floor after the cafeteria. She didn't want to think about having to do this key thing again. It was too much pain back at school, but she wasn't surprised at this point. Still a pain, though. 

She left the staff room and tried to open the two doors, but it was locked with a number lock. With not much left, Y/N walked up the staircase to the second floor, starting her way to attempt to open the doors. The first two doors were painted over, but Y/N noticed a nameplate of the cafeteria across the doors. So it wasn't weird looking at the map. The walls in the middle were the cafeteria and not just there for a pathway. She unlocked the cafeteria and entered. 

Two long brown tables against the wall on each side of her. A stack of dirty plates and so many dirty glass cups around. Y/N noticed a dirty teacup with the same wooden square piece with a letter she found in the box. "What?" Y/N mumbled, picking it up and dropping it in her bag. "Could be a puzzle." 

The sound of something falling made her turn around quickly in defense, but she only noticed one blue can standing and red now lying with a slight rolling from the reaction of falling. Or was the standing can green. . .Y/N looked around for any clue, but nothing. She slowly stalked up to the can and crouched down to pick it up. Tilting it, a wire fell out. Thinking back, there was a locked locker in the staff room. A very simple lock she could unlock if she picked it easily with the wire. 

Y/N walked out of the cafeteria and tried to open more doors. All the doors were painted until she stumbled to the two connected doors next to the elevator. Blood was in front of the doors, and a light streak was in the direction of the room. She didn't try to think much of it and went through the doors to see moveable curtains. Separating the ones closest to her, it was a normal bed. The other one hid another normal bed, but the last one hid a bed with writing in blood. 

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"Do not mourn them. Do not avert your eyes. It is happier for them. . . I have saved them."

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"Them? Who's them?" Y/N questioned, looking away. She didn't want to look at the blood anymore. 

Walking out, the remaining doors were painted over. Y/N most likely didn't need to stop by this room if needed. Walking to the third floor, the first three doors were also painted over. And, according to the map, the room across was the day room. 

Inside the dayroom, fortunately, unlocked, there was nothing strange but an opened book at the far corner table. Y/N blew a raspberry, not wanting to read. But from past experiences, she most likely needs to read as well in this place. 

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"If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain;

If I can ease one life, the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again,

I shall not live in vain

                     - Emily Elizabeth Dickinson"

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"That's. . .an interesting quote," Y/N left the book alone, not wanting to think much of it, and looked around the room some more. Magazines seemed normal; the only other thing was the tables and non-working beverage stations. 

Opening the door, one footstep out, there was a really loud yowl from a cat. Y/N walked out more and looked to her right at the door in the corner. The three doors across from her were painted over, so it had to be from that door. She quickly went through, but her skin went slightly green at the sight of a dead cat with two stillborn kittens around it. The mama cat had its stomach cut open, and Y/N slowly walked up to it. "Poor kitty," she mumbled, not being able to look away. "Were these her. . .no doubt. Were they cut out of her stomach? Who could—" she couldn't finish, going down to one knee and letting out a low vibration from her throat. "Poor thing. . .why would you do this?" Y/N wanted to look away, but she really couldn't. But she noticed something in her cut stomach. Was there? Something in the cat's stomach? "Sorry." she reached forward to grab the shape, finally looking away when she felt vomit coming up. 

She had to leave the room quickly, the smell of blood too much. In her shaking, bloody hand laid a blood key. Was this even worth it? Y/N smeared the blood on her jeans, rubbing the key after. She tried to see if there was a label, but it was smeared off. 

Keep going. she told herself. 

Y/N gave herself a few breathers before she continued. And the remaining doors were painted over. That only gave her the fourth floor. Her first notice was dried fluid next to the first door, looking like vomit. Not much thought was given to it as she walked around it to move the handle. It was unlocked, so she walked through.

It was a room with a dirty bed, dresser, and a seat. For a split second, Y/N swore to herself that she saw a shadow sitting on that chair. But there was nothing, and a scrap of notebook paper lay in the corner. She looked at the seat a little more before going to the paper, getting back up to her feet. 

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"I sat in the chair and watched the bed like always. Only there was no one in the bed anymore.

What have I accomplished? I could only watch my family scream. . . I still can't answer that question."

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"It's. . .his notebook," Y/N confirmed to herself, looking at the rule that was the same as the others. "No doubt, he was here. But is he still here now?" she looked at the bed and then the chair. "Was this the room someone close to him died?"

It's possible. She still believed she saw a shadow, even if it was for a split second. 

Y/N left the room while placing the paper in her bag, looking for more doors. The door across the three was the counseling room, but it was locked. And the next three doors were painted over. But it was the fourth floor, so she could finally enter the elevator. Using the elevator trunk key, Y/N found an AED.

And the remaining doors were painted over. How surprising. Y/N jogged down the staircase to the third floor. She was about to go to the second floor but heard a kid singing. "What—" Y/N made her fast walk into the dayroom, and there really was a kid. He was dancing around to his little song. She didn't want to alarm him, so she slowly walked up to him. But he noticed her already and jumped back away from her. Y/N went down to one knee to try and meet his height. "What are you doing here?" her head tilted lightly. The kid stayed quiet. "Are your mom and dad not around? Did you. . .come here alone?" the kid stayed silent. Y/N looked at him a little more, seeing how he looked so much like Jeongguk when he was a kid. "Are you. . .mute, perhaps?"

"Mama said. . .not to talk to strangers," his gentle voice spoke out. 

Very adorable, but this isn't really the time to fond over this kid. "Well, then I'll introduce myself," Y/N placed her hand on her chest. "I'm Y/N. I'm twenty-six years old. I live kind of far from here. My hobby is. . .watching baseball, I guess."

The boy lightened up at the mention of the sport. "I like baseball too!" he gleamed. It would explain his baseball cap and "Cardinals" jersey with black pants and sneakers. "Mama gave me a glove, so I play every Saturday."

"Whoa! I'm jealous," Y/N smiled back, trying to match his emotions. "So, what's your name, little guy?"

"Bunny!" 

Y/N blinked, wondering if she heard him correctly. "Bunny? That's your name?"

"Yeah," Bunny nodded. "Mama says my smile remembers a bunny!" he gave her a wide smile. "See?!" 

Wow, this kid really does resemble Jeongguk. A secret love child of some sort? She wouldn't be shocked. "I see," she accepted the fact of this kid's name. "Where is your mama, Bunny?" the kid shrugged after a few seconds. "You don't know? Did you not come here with her?"

"Well," he extended the word out, rolling on his feet. "We were going back home, and I was walking right by mama, then she went to get something she forgot. I didn't want to wait outside, so I came in here to sing. But mama hasn't come back."

"So you got lost," Y/N declared, more for herself than for Bunny. "Is your house close to here?"

Bunny let out a sound in thinking. "My house is close to school, but you can't see school from here. . .so I guess it's probably far. . ."

"Right," Y/N blew out a little air. "You're really something to have waited here all alone." she looked at Bunny before at the ground. Great, a kid lost late at night. She thought. I think there's a sheriff's office nearby. . .maybe I should take him there. "Hey, Bunny. It's scary in the dark, isn't it? How about you go with me to Mr. Policeman?" the kid stayed quiet, and Y/N moved up to her feet. "Okay, let's go."

"No!" Bunny rejected the idea, taking a step back. 

Y/N gave him a look of confusion. What does he mean no? "What's wrong, Bunny?" she asked. "I'll have Mr. Policeman show you a patrol car! Don't you want to come along?"

"I'm not scared of the dark!" Bunny yelled, giving her a pouty face. "I'm a big boy! You're the scaredy-cat, aren't you?!"

And he ran out. "Bunny!" she reached out for him and sighed. "Better go chase him—then again, maybe his mom'll find him. I don't wanna be questioned by the sheriff anyway. . ."

She went out of the room and ran down to the first floor, and she walked to the staff room and messed with the lock with the wire she got from the can from earlier.  The only thing useful here was a note about a number lock. Well, wasn't that a coincidence? Y/N kept the note in her hand and walked out of the staff room and to the locked door. Looking over it, she noticed something when about to put in the passcode. "Is this lock battery operated? It's not working, so the batteries must be dead. Well, the place is abandoned." she dug for the AED in her bag. The battery shows it at about half a charge. She opened the lid and took out the battery, and replaced the old battery in the lock with it. 

After a few moments of its functioning, Y/N pressed in the code.

4489

Y/N walked through the day, trying to prepare herself to explore more space. It was too good to be true when she unlocked all the doors besides the counseling room. But she thought that room was just locked with a key thrown away. She went into the first room she saw, one of the three staff rooms, and noticed something right away on two of the desks. The table to the left had a very heavy-looking hammer, something heavier than what she had at the school. There's no way she'd carry it around. But it definitely would be useful. Y/N walked up to the other table, and it was the key to the counseling room. I really need to stop thinking. She scolded herself. The moment she thought there was no key or if the key was thrown away, she found it a minute later. 

Well, now she is walking up the stairs to the fourth floor and unlocking the counseling room. Through the curtains that she stumbled upon, she saw shadows of two people. She quickly walked around, but there was no one there—only a table with two chairs across each other. Looking through the room, only two diaries were in the far bookcase. 

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12/3, 3:35 PM Tape 15 Subject: Visitor A (Guarantor for relative in room 409)

Contents: A visited after sudden change in patient's condition. Patient was hospitalized upon identified brain illness. Surgery deemed necessary due to declining health.

The patient still thinks herself healthy, which causes A a great deal of distress. Her memories of A are also vague. A sought counseling on how to cope.

The patient misunderstands it as A abandoning her. She cries and screams, her mind unstable. Counseling will likely continue for both.

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12/10, 8:20 AM Tape 16 Subject: A (Guarantor for relative in room 409)

A visited after the patient's death. He lamented that, given she was going to die, he couldn't watch over her at home.

He stated that living in itself is not happy.  So if life is agony, then wanting death is unavoidable.

. . .Should I refuse him as a doctor, or tolerate it as a person of dignity? I wish he would come back here, but unfortunately, I can't force him."

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"I wonder if this kind of thing happens a lot," Y/N spoke to herself, closing the diary after picking up the psychiatry key that lay on top of the page and putting it back in the case.

There was nothing left in this room, so she went back to the clinic side of the hospital and checked the other two doors she didn't check when unlocking the door. The door in the middle was the director's office, which looked very nice despite being messy. Dirty curtains slightly divide the room of the first half, with a table decorated with artificial flowers and sofas on each side and empty shovels on each side. Very pretty.

On the other side, there was a desk with a small table and a locked safe on the other side. on top of the desk were a wooden box with six empty square holes, a folded piece of paper, and an open diary next to it. 

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"I received a puzzle box the other day. Rather interesting thing; to open it, you have to arrange letter pieces to form a word.

Of course, I made the keyword my favorite word. That irreplaceable thing which always makes me happy just to say. . . In fact, I should show the box to my daughter.

Unbelievable! When I showed my daughter the puzzle box, she hid all the pieces! But what's inside isn't something you use every day, so it's not a huge deal. . .

She actually gave me hints on where they are, but I can't find any. Maybe when I have time."

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"Is that this paper?" Y/N picked up the paper and unfolded it. 

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Flowers are nice Wash your hands! Where do you have lunch? Give me a call The nurses know Get close to the sky!

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Thinking about it. The third hint had Y/N grabbing the piece she found in the dirty teacup. Putting it near the box, Y/N saw how the wood was the same. Placing it in a random spot, it matched the hole with ease. But the first hint, there were artificial flowers in this room. She quickly went around the curtains and moved the flowers around gently, seeing the same wooden piece.

An A piece. 

Y/N placed the piece in a random spot in the box and left the room, folding the paper and setting it in her bag. Between the doors of the director's room and the elevator was a green board with a map of the outpatient clinic hanging. Score. Y/N grabbed the map and folded it up, and stuffed it into the bag. 

The elevator, emergency escape, and bathrooms were locked with broken locks. It didn't give her much choice but to go upstairs. She saw the staircase to the basement but automatically avoided it from recent experiences. Y/N entered the first door to her left, the pediatrics room, and stopped to see Bunny dancing around. "There you are, Bunny," she breathed out in relief, walking up to him as he turned around to her voice. "Don't you know not to wander off alone?"

"I can handle the dark fine!" Bunny pouted, crossing his arms. "I told you, I'm a big boy! I'm not gonna cry like some baby!"

She started at him a little more, going down to her knees. "Wow, you sure do seem brave, Bunny," she praised lightly. "I have to admire that!" Bunny's face lightened with a giggle. "You're as brave as Iron Man! I'm kind of scared of walking in the dark, but here I am looking for someone." she put the back of her hand on her forehead with drama. "If only there were someone here I could depend on! Just my luck—"

"Okay! I'll go with you, miss Y/N!" Bunny cut her off. 

"Whoa! Really?!" she placed her hands on her chest. "Wow, what a relief! Thanks! I feel so much safer with you here, Bunny!"

Bunny jumped a little on his feet. "I'll protect you miss Y/N!" he promised with another giggle. Y/N gave him a smile. We'll stick together until his mother shows up. If she doesn't. . .sheriff's office it is. Y/N stood up and held her hand out to him. Bunny grabbed her hand, hands somehow like a puzzle piece with the two. "Miss Y/N! I measured myself the other day!" he pointed at the height measurer that lay against the wall. I'm up to three feet! What about you, miss Y/N?"

"I think I'm. . .around Y/H," Y/N answered, trying to think about her last visit to the doctor besides her mother's appointments. 

The two exit the room, hand in hand. The other two rooms were painted over, and the bathrooms were busted. There was a hallway with their rooms, but they were all normal, but she'll probably look at them again if they were all unlocked. Every unlocked room had something. Going up to the third floor, a public phone was right next to the staircase. "Miss Y/N! There's something in there!" Bunny pulled her to the public phone when she tried to get to the door. 

Y/N reached her finger into the change slot and felt something. Taking it out, it was an F piece. "Thank you, Bunny," Y/N ruffled Bunny's hair, being careful with the piece, and dropped it in a small pocket in the bag. 

She continued to look through her bag for the hints and read through them again. Maybe the bathrooms had something when she read, "Was your hands." The men's bathroom was unlocked, and Y/N looked at the sink. "I'm really thirsty," Bunny whined lightly, shaking Y/N's arm. "Can I have a drink?"

"Not this," Y/N shook her head, letting go of Bunny's hand to remove her backpack. "Here." she took out one of the many water bottles she stored and handed it to Bunny. She drank a little but didn't want to open another in case she needed it. Bunny grabbed the bottle and raised took a long sip. He almost dropped it, but Y/N caught it, keeping it leveled and removing it when noticing he was drinking too much. "Better?" 

"Waaaay, better," Bunny wipes his mouth with the collar of his jersey. The water bottle was placed back into her backpack and putting it on. Y/N grabbed Bunny's hand before leaving and going into the women's bathroom, and she looked straight into the sink. "Hey, there's somethin' over there!" 

He was right; there was an A piece. "You have such eyesight," Y/N lightly complimented, dropping the piece into the small pocket with the other. There were five in total and one more. But the one with the stars may take her a while if it's hidden outside. 

Bunny shook Y/N's arm again. "Miss Y/N, I have to go," he told her. 

She looked at him. "Did I give you too much water?" she asked him. "I'm sorry." she looked over at the stalls. "This is the girls' room, so you should technically go to the boys' one. Not sure if it'll flush, though." Y/N helped him out of the bathroom and opened the boy's bathroom door for him to enter. "Come out once you're done, okay?"

"Okay!" Bunny nodded, closing the door for Y/N. 

Y/N leaned against the wall, waiting for Bunny. But he was taking a little too long for a kid. "Hey, Bunny!" she called out. "You okay in there!" 

"Hang ooon!" Bunny yelled back. And after a little bit, there was a jiggle of the door. "Huh? I can't open the door!" 

"What?" Y/N was holding the handle of the door in a split second, trying to pull it. "I-It really won't open." she tried to open the door a few times. "Did that door just break or what?"

The sound of Bunny crying entered the atmosphere, Y/N's heart clenching a little bit. "Miss Y/N. . .I can't get out. Am I going to be stuck here forever?" he asked through his sobs. 

"It's okay, Bunny!" Y/N quickly ensured, not wanting him to have any more negative thoughts. "I'll get you out right away—" she cut herself off, putting her hands on the wall all around to see if anything was hollow and easy to break. None. Y/N ran into the girls' room and did the same thing before seeing a crack in the middle of the wall that divided the two bathrooms. "There." 

If she remembered correctly, there was a very heavy hammer in the first room she entered on this side of the hospital. She ran down, almost falling to the ground from how fast she was going, and burst through the doors to pick up the hammer she saw already. Damn, this really is heavy. She grunted, picked the hammer up more over her shoulder, and went as fast as she could up the stairs with a heavy hammer. A screech in the air made Y/N almost fall back down the stairs at the shock. "Bunny?!" she didn't hesitate to enter the girls' room. "Bunny! Get away from the wall. I'm going to break through!" she slammed the hammer so many times on the wall until it finally broke down. Going through, Bunny was nowhere. She looked to the left at the door of the only stall, opening it to see Bunny crying. "Bunny? Hey, what's wrong? What happened?"

"No, no, nooo!" Bunny huddled himself more in the corner, eyes still shut tight and arms hiding his face. "Don't come near me! I'm scared!"  

"Bunny!" Y/N called to him gently, going to her knees. "It's okay! It's me, Y/N!" 

At the name, Bunny removed his arms from his face and opened his eyes. "Miss. . .Y/N?" tears formed more, and he sobbed heavily, running into her arms. 

"Bunny, are you okay?" She slightly removed him from her to look over him. "Are you hurt?" Bunny didn't give her time to look as he clung himself onto her again. "Seriously, what happened?"

"I-I. . .I was waiting for you, miss Y/N," he began, still crying with heavy tears, stuttering through his sentences. "A. . .and then I-I turned around. . .and there was a guy there! And he. . .he tried to get me!" Y/N paused from rubbing his back but kept going to let him go on. "His neck was. . .all I'm. . .and he was grinning! He looked at me and said, 'found you!' I was so scared; I hid in here!"

It's him. Y/N bit her lip to keep herself from shaking in anger. So he followed me here, too? Dammit. . .why Bunny and not me? She can't think right now. She has to calm Bunny down, who keeps repeating how he was so scared. "It's okay now, Bunny," she hushed, patting his back comforting. "You did well for yourself. I'm proud of you." she kept patting his back, hushing him gently. If he's here, then I can't let Bunny stay here. I'll have to take him to the police. Y/N tried to remove Bunny from her, but he didn't let her. "Bunny, shouldn't we go to Mister Policeman? It's dark and dangerous around here. I'll take you there. It'll be okay. . ."

"No!" Bunny dug himself more into Y/N. "I'm staying with miss Y/N! I'm waiting for mama!" 

"Bunny," Y/N said with a slightly scolding tone. "Please, don't be selfish. I'm sure your mama went to the police too—"

"No!" he yelled again. "Mama said to wait here! So I know she's going to come to find me! And I'll wait for her 'cause I'm tough!" 

Y/N huffed out a breath. If I can't find him here soon. . .and if Bunny's mom doesn't show, then I'll have to take him to the sheriff. She thought. Bunny sure won't like that, though. . .boy, this is getting troublesome. I hope she just shows up soon. Her hands moved to rub his arms, comforting him. "Alright, Bunny," she surrendered. "We'll wait to get a little longer, okay? So hey, don't cry. You're a big boy, right?

Bunny sniffled and rubbed his eyes. "D-Don't tell mama. . .that I cried," he asked lowly. "Mama hates when I cry. . .she gets mad."

He finally separated from Y/N, who crossed her heart. "I won't tell a soul," she promised. "We should get going now—"

"Can you carry me?" Bunny's big E/C eyes widened with a plead. Y/N's breath hitched, trying not to coo at how cute he was. "Mama sometimes carries me to cheer me up. And. . .you look like mama." Y/N's heart clenched a little more. 

"Alright, come here," Y/N caved in easily, putting her hands under Bunny's armpits and picking him up while getting up to her feet. Bunny easily melted into her body, head on her shoulder and his small hand on her chest. Y/N kept in a grunt from picking Bunny up, his weight adding onto her backpack and bag. But she already did it—don't want to put him down already and have him complain. 

She adjusted him and went into the second door when the first one was painted over. Right as they entered, Bunny pointed at an embryo model. "A baby?" he guessed and then giggled. "It looks like a monkey!" 

"Well, babies are kinda like that," Y/N muttered, moving around the room for anything. 

There was nothing much but machines and books. On the other side of the bed, she looked over at the wooden small shelves and noticed something in the back of the top left shelf. It was a small key.

And every door was painted over beside the three rooms in the small hallway and a locked door that contained a three-number code. Y/N made her way upstairs, and right away, a scrap of notebook paper lay on the ground. She put down Bunny, quietly telling him that she'll pick him up in a second so that she could grab the paper and read. 

-

"My mother told me I was born here. She called it a place of happiness. . . But for me, it's a place of regret.

I wish I could kill my child self. Back when I was pure. . . When I still thought everyone loved me. . ."

-

"What does it say, miss Y/N?" Bunny asked, looking at the paper. 

Y/N quickly tilted the paper away from Bunny's eyes. "Something not needed for your cute eyes," she spoke fast, placing it in her bag with the other papers and picking Bunny back up. The first two doors were painted over, but the third was the psychiatry door she unlocked after fishing out the key. 

She went around the curtains, and the first thing she saw was an open diary. Most likely a psychiatrist's diary.

-

"John Smith is dead. It appears he hung himself.

I was no help at all, it seems. . .

All I got, in the end, was his suicide note."

-

The book was closed before Bunny could lean down and look at the book. Though there was a note on the page, having her grabbing it before the book closed fully.

-

"It's chasing me. No matter where I go. I can't ever escape. So I've decided to die.

But I realized. . .It's grinning. In fact, it's grinning behind me right now.

It's been waiting for me to do this. This is what it was chasing me for. But now, I'll be free from it.

Doctor, please take care. It might start to follow you next. There's no point in running. Because it's always at someone's back.

Goodbye. Thank you for everything, doctor. You were the only one who showed sympathy."

-

Y/N felt heavy, slowly putting the note over the book and flipping it upside down. Her breath was shaky, and she tried to keep the tears back from blinking them out. She had to take a few seconds to pick herself back up and go over to the board under the unmoving clock. A memo. 

Three rows, all three made into three boxes. 2, 3, 4. The one under the number two had the second box circled, labeled "bed." The middle one under the number three had the first box circled and labeled "trash." And the last row, under the number for the last box, was circled and labeled "board." And that's when Y/N snapped her finger the moment she looked over this a couple of times. The thin hallways on every floor looked normal. "Can you hold this for me?" Y/N asked, ripping the memo off the board and handing it to Bunny. 

"Of course, miss Y/N!"  Bunny was quick to grab the memo in his hands and kept it in Y/N's view. Y/N chuckled at the little boy's silliness and walked out of the room and into the hallway. 

Looking at the paper, the three boxes most likely meant the last door at the end. She still looked at all the rooms to see they were identical. No wonder this was a memo. Y/N noticed the board in the last room to be the most filled up. She looked through the paper one by one, tearing them down till there was nothing. And there was nothing but a big number six on the board. Y/N looked back at the memo Bunny was still trying to keep shoved into her face and saw the third floor next. 

Closest room, knocking over the trashcan, a number one was written on the bottom. 

In the middle room, under the bed, the number seven was written on the ground.  Bunny didn't like that Y/N put him down, but she grabbed his hand. A kid has wants despite the situation they're in. Kids are weird. Y/N commented in her head, embedding the numbers right after. But again, we were all like this before. Once or twice. 

But what was "716" for? 

She could only think of that locked door leading to the emergency. It was a three-digit code, but this is a bit fast to figure out the code. . .right? Well, nothing seems to make sense. And it was a good thing Y/N decided not to hold Bunny because they had to go back up the stairs. Of course, she was currently pulling him back up to his feet from tripping on the stairs up—she doesn't know how he did that—but it beat her tired arms. 

The door unlocked after taking a bit long to register the code to be correct, and it was only a staircase to the top. Y/N wasn't allowed to think about going downstairs with it being covered by heavy bags, and she wasn't able to unlock the doors from the inside into the floors above. So she was only able to get to this door that was tightly covered by thick wires. Not even pliers would be strong enough. Not that she has pliers. "What now, miss Y/N?" Bunny asked, tapping on Y/N's thigh. 

"I guess we find something strong enough for these wires," Y/N answered. She didn't see any rooms to have chemicals. Maybe that room with the hammer had some chemicals in those drawers. She still had a small key. It could be something to unlock those. And there was a basement she still had yet to see. After what she went through in the hotel and the school, Y/N really wanted to stay away from basements, but it looks like she has to do it for a third time. "Come on, Bunny." Y/N held her hand out for Bunny, and the little boy grabbed it without a thought. 

They went down the stairs and down to the first floor into the staff room. Y/N dug out the small key to try and unlock the top two. They did unlock, but nothing. After another two attempts, Y/N could only find a key to the chemical room. Which, without a doubt, was in the basement. "Another key!" 

"Yep," Y/N sulked, getting up to her feet and exiting the room. Bunny followed after her with his fast legs to grab her hand. He gave her a little glare. Y/N chuckled, giving him a sorry glace. She helped him down the stairs to the basement, and the first door showed the label of the chemical room. 

Did she mention that she didn't want to be down here? "There was a crooked man, and he walked a crooked mile!" Bunny randomly sang out, having Y/N turn to face him. Well. Now she doesn't want to be in here anymore. "He found a crooked sixpence upon a crooked stile! He bought a crooked cat! Which caught a crooked mouse! And they all lived together! In a crooked little house!" 

"There Was a Crooked Man, huh?" Y/N spoke up when Bunny finished singing, which was the moment they stepped into the basement. 

Bunny nodded. "Mama taught it to me," he informed with a happy glint in his eyes when he mentioned his mother. "I like to sing, so I sing lots! And I like that song!" 

"I actually learned it as a kid, too," Y/N told him, seeing his excitement double. "But I didn't like it very much." And the excitement dropped, the boy asking her why. "It just. . .felt like a sad song to me. The guy's been crooked his whole life, and all he's got around him is crooked stuff. I was scared to think, what if I was a crooked man?" she had a hand brought up to her hand unconsciously and realized it when Bunny was giving her a confused look. She was ranting to a child. "Only when I was a kid, of course." she removed her hand to cover her mouth with a cough. 

"I don't get it, miss," Bunny admits softly. "But sorry for singing a sad song."

"N-No, it just reminded me of that," Y/N shook her hand toward him. "You're a good singer, Bunny. Do you sing with your mama?"

"Yeah!" And the happy, excited Bunny was back. "Mama likes to sing too! It's fun to sing with her! Do you sing too, Y/N?" 

She thought about the time she would sing with. . .No, not now. "No, I'm no good," she said. Y/N didn't know if that was a lie or not. Her friends would say she was good, and so did he, but she personally didn't know. Only went by what others thought. "You're better off not hearing me try." she looked over at the door with the label. "Let's continue."

Y/N unlocked the door and had to take a double step back from the strong smell of chemicals hitting her in the face. Bunny reacted a little more dramatically, yelling out loud how it smells and digging his face into Y/N's leg after making loud sounds of gagging. Drama queen. Y/N hid her face from Bunny's view to keep a laugh and finally entered the room to have Bunny ripped away from her leg. He grabbed her hand again when she walked up to an open book lying on the small desk tucked in the corner by the door. 

-

"That newbie Steve made a fine mess!  He spilled some hydrogen bromide made a hole in the wall! I TOLD him that stuff could eat through iron. . . He'd better pay me back for this!"

-

"Hydrogen bromide it is," Y/N muttered.

"Let's go find some hidey-gen!" Bunny said, tugging Y/N to look through the chemicals. 

There was no heart in her to tell him the correct pronunciation and let him drag her around till she took control and looked at the back left corner of chemicals when there was no luck on the other shelves. "Zin, ethanol, oxy dol, mercury," Y/N mumbled, reading through and her free hand pointing at every chemical she saw to not get lost. "Even I know these names. . ." and that's when she saw what she was pointing at. "Oh, here we go! Hydrogen bromide!" her hand grabbed the chemical, staring at it before closing the safety glass. "Have to be careful with this."

Looking over to the kid, she told herself to be extra careful. 

And she successfully brought the chemical to the door. Bunny stood back from her instructions as she opened the bottle and carefully poured it over the thick wires. The sizzling was showing her that it was working. This is kinda fun. She admits to herself, enjoying the reactions in front of her eyes. It reminds me of a science experiment. There was no way she would say this out loud in front of Bunny in case he wanted to come close and try to see it. 

Bunny did make the sound when the wire melted, and the remaining fell to the floor. 

The bottle was now empty, so she set it by the door, not needing it anymore. "It's safe to come out," Y/N told Bunny, opening the door wide for Bunny to run through. 

And he did. 

"Yay! We're outside!" Bunny cheered, running around the roof with his arms out and flapping them like wings. Y/N stared at him with a warm smile, feeling like she was watching herself when she was a kid. 

"Don't run too fast, Bunny," Y/N finally called after him, walking to him when he got near the edge with iron fences that are very low for a kid like Bunny to easily jump over. "You might trip."

But it was like Bunny didn't hear her. "I can't see mama from here," he had a hand above his eyes and looked around. "She must still be looking for that thing she lost. I hope she comes to find me soon. . ."

"She'll be here soon. I'm sure," Y/N was quick to ensure, walking beside him to place a hand on his cap. "You sure love your mama, huh, Bunny?"

"Yeah," and at the mention of his mother, Bunny looked up at Y/N with a happy look in his eyes and bunny teeth peeking through. "Mama's the best! Do you like your ma'am, miss Y/N?"

"Yeah, I've got to love my mama," Y/N said after a few seconds but quickly corrected herself. "I mean, my mother." this kid was really rubbing off on her. "Family is important."

"My mama's nice, but she's scary when she's mad. . ," he shivered dramatically. "Is your mama nice?"

"I'm home!" Y/N yelled out, entering the house. "Are you feeling better, mom?" she noticed her mother sitting in her favorite chair in the living. Watching whatever came on. "Did you go to the hospital?"

"Welcome home, Sunshine!" Her mother greeted her when looking over at the open door. "It's just a cold, don't blow it out of proportion." Y/N sighed, placing a hand on her mother's shoulder and calling her name in a scolding manner. "I feel a lot better after getting some rest. There's really no good side to being feeble. . .I'm sorry to always cause you trouble."

"Don't worry about it," Y/N shook her mother's words, kissing the top of her mother's head. "We're just a family of two. . .of course, we have to help each other."

Her mother let out a gentle laugh. "You're so kind," she complimented, not seeing Y/N's worried look. "Say, how is it going with Jeongguk? He hasn't come by here lately."

". . .We haven't met much because of work," Y/N answered, going simple with the question. "Though I'd like to talk with him more about the future and all that."

"He must be anxious," Her mother declared after a thought. "It's a big event in a man's life. Make sure to support him, will you?"

"What about the woman?" Y/N deadpanned, and the two let out a laugh together. But she stopped when hearing her mother wheeze after laughing. "Are you sure you're not in pain, mom? You don't look very well. . .get some sleep. I can make my own meals."

"I'm glad to have such a kind daughter," Her mother reached and cupped her daughter's cheek. "Thank you, Sunshine."

"Yes, she's very kind," Y/N spoke, realizing she was back in reality after reminiscing about her mother. "She always cared about me. . ."

"You better get home soon, miss Y/N!" Bunny giggled. "Your mama must be really worried!"

Y/N felt the tips of her lips go up in a tight smile. "I suppose you're right," she said. "Same reason why yours will show up soon. So just wait with me until then."

Bunny nodded at her and kept running around. He is enjoying his time out here before Y/N brings him back inside. Y/N shook her head at the kid and noticed an old newspaper slightly moving from the light breeze of the night sky. She picked it up and saw the main title. A psychiatrist had taken their own life. 

-

"Early this morning, a doctor employed at the general hospital was found dead by a nurse from the same hospital. He was hanged, so police are deeming it a suicide. . ."

-

"Dark," Y/N commented, dropping the newspaper and rubbing her thighs to keep the bad luck from the newspaper from her. 

She looked around the flat roof, remembering the hint for the last piece, and noticed a leader on the side of the wall. It was climbable. Y/N climbed to the small roof and saw the last piece. "Okay, Bunny! We can head back down." 

"Already?!" Bunny yelled back, waiting for Y/N to climb back down. He had stopped in his tracks of running around when she called out his name. 

"Already," Y/N repeated, opening the door for Bunny to go through. 

As much as he didn't want to go back in, he went through by the look Y/N gave him. 

Y/N pat his head before holding his hand, the two going to the third floor and leaving the hallway quietly. But it wasn't quiet when going through the door to the main hallway of the floor. "Miss—"

He was hushed, Y/N focusing on the sound of something being eaten. As if it was chewy and wet from the sound of the item getting torn apart by someone's teeth. Y/N knew the only unlocked door was the room with the embyro model. She pulled Bunny behind her, and the two slowly trailed to the door, slowly opening it to keep the attention off of them. 

Looking around the curtains to see the similar bloody back of the crooked neck figure. The head and shoulders were bouncing, but it was no doubt this thing was eating something. But what was—Y/N's face paled up. "It's. . .eating the embryo model," Y/N felt sick. 

But she didn't know she said that aloud. The monster stopped and turned around, tearing a piece of the embryo model and dropping it. The piece hung from his lip until it fell out after roaring at them. Y/N let go of Bunny to cover her ears from the loudness, but that only gave the monster an advantage. It ran up to her at lightning speed, grabbing her and throwing her against the wall between the dirty whiteboard and metal desk. 

He seriously threw me across the room! Y/N was shocked but only focused on the sight of the monster. "Miss Y/N!" Bunny yelled out, running around the corner to look at Y/N in her current state. The monster turned to look at the kid, now between him and Y/N. "N-No. . .no! S-Stay away!" 

Bunny ran off, but the monster chased after him. "Bunny!" Y/N moved to get to one knee but groaned. "N-Not now. . .I got to. . .chase that monster!" Y/N staggered up to her feet, almost falling. "My head. . ." she reached up but flinched at the slight touch to her head. "I'm bleeding. . .so. . .dizzy." she went as fast as she could with a possible concussion she had gotten seconds ago by the monster. Going against the wall for support, she opened the door and went through. 

Y/N kept using the wall for support as she slowly got to the staircase and went up to the fourth floor. Almost fell a few times, but she successfully got up again and saw the monster between her and— "Bunny!" she yelled, ignoring the sting of the head from how loud she spoke. 

It crept up to Bunny, who was sniffing with light sobs. "No. . ," he cried. "I don't want to. . .stay away—stay away!"

She had to do something quickly, turning around to find something quickly. Y/N saw a fire extinguisher by the staircase. This will have to do for now. The vision was hazing colors, but she kept going to grab the object. Y/N tried to be fast, getting close to the monster. The fire extinguisher was raised over her head. "Get away from Bunny!" Y/N yelled, slamming the fire extinguisher onto the monster. 

"Miss Y/N!" Bunny called out, the monster stumbling away from them. 

Y/N moved to Bunny, hiding him behind her. The monster growled at her and ran off. She kept her eyes on the monster until it was out of view. She knelt at Bunny's height, facing him. "Bunny," she called out. "You're not. . .hurt?"

"I'm not!" Bunny shook his head, trying to get rid of the tears. "I'm sorry, miss Y/N! It, it was my fault. . .that you. . .you got hurt, miss Y/N!"

"It's okay," Y/N gave him a painful smile. "Not your. . .fault. . .didn't do. . .anything wrong—"

And the vision blackened. 

".It's not your fault. Don't be distraught. Maybe I shouldn't say this, but. . .This kind of thing happens all the time. If we had noticed a little sooner. . ."

It wasn't known how long she was out, but she woke up to Bunny sobbing loudly. Y/N groaned, fluttering her eyes open and pushing herself between her calves. Her first instinct was to grasp her head, but she winced. "Head still hurts," she spoke, voice slightly breaking. "Stupid monster. . ."

"Miss Y/N!" Bunny yelled, running into Y/N. She groaned but didn't push him away. "Are you really okay?!"

"I'm fine, Bunny," Y/N said, rubbing Bunny's back. "You're not hurt?" he shook his head against her collarbone. "I'll be fine too. Sorry for worrying you. . .looks like that monster went away." she tried to push him away to look at his face, but he stayed against her. "Bunny?"

His sobs went loud again. "I. . .I want my mama," he sobbed. "I don't like the monsters. . .I don't like the dark. . ."

"Bunny," Y/N sighed, rubbing the boy's back again. "Should we go to the police? I'm sure your mother's there. . .so. . ."

Another shake against her collarbone. "I. . .I told mama I'd wait. Mama said she was proud of me. . .so I'll. . .I'll wait for her," he kept staying close to her, tightening his arms around her neck. "Mama wouldn't lie. . .she's going to come for me! So I have t wait here!"

He really should be with the police. Y/N thought to herself, keeping her hand moving to soothe the boy. But he just won't listen. . .and if I try to force him, he'll just run. . .I'll give it a little more time. Then I'll force him to go if I have to. I do wonder what his mom's doing, though. Leaving her son behind like this. . .I can't believe some people. . .and what's that monster up to? He was chasing me before, but now he's just after Bunny. I don't think I can possibly know. I just need to protect him from being attacked. Maybe I should find a weapon somewhere. 

"You're a good kid, Bunny," Y/N praised. "Putting up with all this. . .you're really great. I bet your mama's really glad. Hold out a little more, okay? I'll stay with you."

"N-No more monster?" Bunny asked, separating from Y/N a little to look up at her. 

"I. . .can't say," Y/N spoke to him in honesty. "But I'll protect you if there are. So don't wander away from me, okay?"

"Okay!" Bunny removed his arms from her neck and grabbed her hand. "I'll stay with you, miss!"

Y/N smiled at him and got up to her feet. Hands connected, they walked down to the first floor and into the director's office. She put the last piece with the others and looked between all six to figure out what word this all made. Something that was important. . .

Family.

That word felt a little foreign to her, but she put them in the order they had to be. Reminiscing right now isn't what she needs. And thinking hurts. The box unlocked, and Y/N opened it to see a key to the safe. Y/N walked over to the safe and unlocked it. Opening the safe, a loaded revolver with more ammo. Now she has something to protect Bunny. 

She got up to her feet and loaded it fully, only a few bullets inside while walking to the door. Y/N pushed the door open with the side of her arm, still looking at the gun. But that wasn't ideal, as she got pushed down to the ground. "Miss Y/N!" Bunny yelled, turning around at what pushed her. "M-Monster!" that was the reason?! "M-Miss Y/N, help!" 

Y/N growled, grabbing the gun that had skidded a few inches away from her. "This monster's persistent," she commented under her breath, pointing the weapon at the creature. "Bunny! Over here!" 

"Noo," Bunny shook in his shoes, not looking at Y/N. His eyes on fixated on the creature. "I'm scared of monsters! I don't want to. . .I don't want to. . ."

And he ran off. "Bunny!" she reached out but chased after. They had gotten out of her view a little bit, but she kept up to see them up on the roof. The monster walks close to Bunny. 

"No, no, no, no, no!" Bunny was walking backward, holding his arms out. "Stay away! Miss Y/N, help!" 

Y/N raised the gun at the monster. "Over here, Bunny!" she called out. "Don't let it get near!" Bunny tried to walk around the monster, but it kept staying between the two. Bunny cried out for Y/N for help. "Dammit. . .it really is after Bunny! Why?" she licked her lip, keeping the gun pointed at the monster. "Bunny! Listen! Don't let it catch you! Run away! I'll take care of it!"

"Okay!" 

Bunny began to run around, but the monster kept going for the chase. Y/N had to move around, too, shooting carefully at the monster. Even if it was shot and roaring out, it kept going after Bunny. It kept going as if it wasn't shot, only slowing down and chasing with blood pouring out of its body. Ten shots in, it still wouldn't slow down.

Until she was able to reach for Bunny and pull him behind her, the monster tried to go after it, but Y/N pointed the gun at its head. "This is the end," Y/N promised the monster, moving the gun around to keep it at bay. "Don't come near Bunny again, monster!" She shot at the monster before pushing him over the low iron fence. The adrenaline left her when the monster was no longer heard from its echo yells and the sound of something hitting the ground. "I don't know how many times I shot it. . .but not even it could survive that." she dropped the gun beside her, not wanting to push anything, and turned to Bunny. "I'm sorry you had to go through that. . .but it's all okay now." she saw tears falling heavily down his cheeks. "Bunny? What's wrong? Were you hurt?"

"Why?" Bunny asked, voice quiet. "I-It's so scary. But I. . .I keep hanging in there. . .and. . .I just want to go home. . .so why won't mama come?" he raised his hands in an attempt to get rid of the tears, but more replaced. "Does mama. . .hate me?" he choked out a sob. "Mama hates me. . .so she'll never come back for me. . .I'm just an unwanted kid." Y/N's eyes widened at his words. She took a step toward him, but he took a step back. "I'm going to Mister Policeman."

She stayed in her spot, not wanting to do anything wrong. "I see, okay," she finally responded. "I'll go with you—"

"I'm fine!" he yelled over her.  "I can go there myself!"

"Bunny, you shouldn't be alone late at night," Y/N tried to reason, but Bunny faced away. 

"I'm a tough kid," Bunny huffed. "I can make it on my own even if mama isn't here. Even if mama isn't there, I won't cry."

He walked off. Y/N tried to go after him, but she stopped when feeling the pain in her head, just like in the hotel and school. "It feels like it's gonna explode!" she brought her hands to her head for a soothing. When it went away, Y/N noticed that Bunny was gone. She looked around for him, but he was gone. "On his own?" she brought her hand up to her head, shaking it. "No, Bunny. . .you're mother didn't hate you. It was you. . .who lost faith in her." she dug her head into her hands. "What have I been doing here? Wandering these ruins. . .looking for a man I don't know. I should go home. There's. . .no point to this. Nothing. . .nothing will change."

Y/N walked into the hospital and quietly walked down to the first floor. 

It was quiet walking to the front doors, but a sound of a woman crying stopped her. Y/N turned in hope, thinking it could be Bunny's mother. "She did come for him," she breathed out in relief, walking back to the clinic side of the hospital. "I must have passed Bunny by." 

The sound of a woman was from the basement. 

She walked down the steps and saw the door at the far end slightly open. Y/N walked through, hoping to see a woman and Bunny, but only a shadowy figure stood at the end of this room of tubs filled with water to the brim. This isn't. . .Bunny's mother. "Who are you?!" she yelled to the figure. 

The figure turned around, and Y/N took a step back. "Sunshine, why do you abandon me?" Y/N's mother asked. It looked like her mother. . .but the face looked like a stranger. 

"Th-that's not," Y/N gulped. "Mom, how can you be here?"

"I hate hospitals," her mother continued. "You're my family. . .yet you abandon me?"

"No!" Y/N lightly reached out. "You were sick, mom!"

"So you left me?" her mother's voice slowly raised with a firm tone. "My own family couldn't stand me anymore?"

"No! No, you're wrong!" Y/N yelled, trying to get the lies out of her head. She ran up to the woman and wrapped her hands around her neck. Slowly tightening them. "Who are you?! My mom couldn't possibly be here! Why are you pretending to be her?!" 

"It hurts, Sunshine," the woman choked, holding onto Y/N's wrists. But it wasn't as if she was pulling Y/N's arms away. Her head was tilted up for more access. As if she wanted this to happen. To worsen Y/N mentally. "Just like it did then. . .are you going to try and kill me again?" Y/N automatically let go of the woman and took steps back slowly. "It hurts so much, Sunshine."

"Who are you?!" Y/N's mother asked, holding a glass vase in her hand. She stared at Y/N down hard, who was sitting at the dining table. "Why are you in my house?! What did you do with my husband?! Answer me!"

"Mom, please stop," Y/N pleaded, leaning on the table with her head in her hands. "You keep saying things like that. . .dad left a long time ago, okay? Did you forget?" 

Her head was already hurting all day. "Shut up!" Her mother yelled, attempting to throw the vase, but she missed Y/N from the wild throw. "Intruder! I don't know anyone like you! I'll call the police on you!" 

Y/N sighed, removed her hands, and faced the woman. "Stop it," she tried to plead again. "Don't tell me you're already going senile? Please. . .take a rest for today. I'm tired from work. Just tell me if I'm a bother—"

"Shut up!" Her mother yelled again. "Keep your mouth shut! Do you think I know you?! Get out of here!" 

"Stop!" Y/N yelled back, the pain in her head worsening. "What are you saying? Did I do something wrong? Please, just tell me if I did something wrong! Are you teasing me?! Because it's not funny! Please, mom!"

"Quiet! I'm not your mother! I don't know you! Get out!" 

"Enough. . ."

One second to another, Y/N was suddenly straddling her mother on the ground, chair abandoned and fallen to the ground, hands around the woman's neck.

"M-Murderer!" Y/N's mother yelled out for help. "S-Somebody! Murderer!"

As if her voice was heard, Jane opened the door to see what was going on. "Y/N? Hey! What are you doing?!" she ran to Y/N and used her strength to pull Y/N off. But even she was struggling. "Hey, stop! Let go! Are you trying to kill her?!"

"It appears to be a brain tumor," The doctor told Y/N hours after the event. "It's putting significant pressure on her brain. Sudden changes in behavior, violent action and memory loss can be signs of brain disease. In some cases, counseling to resolve friction in a family can uncover an illness. Maybe I shouldn't say this, but. . .This kind of thing happens all the time. If we had noticed a little sooner. . ." he cleared his throat. "Back to the topic of your mother. She appears to be very weak. We'll have to postpone the operation for now. We've hospitalized her for the time being, and her condition will influence our decision. Hopefully, it won't last long. Please, come by to see her often. Even if she doesn't seem to know you. . .she is family."

"No," Y/N whispered, seeing the figure gone when getting the memory away.

"We're not family anymore. Don't. . .don't say we are. If I hadn't been stopped. . .just like that, I would have—I would never have been forgiven for it. There really was hatred in me. . .and it's true I've abandoned her in the hospital.

She was my only family.

My precious mother who cared for me after my father left, and yet I. ..my wishes never come true. My dreams, love, and even family all go awry. . .I can't have anything that's not crooked​​​​​​. What have I been searching for? I don't have to anymore. . .it's obvious now.

There was only one way from the very beginning."

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“Central Hospital - Bunny -”

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