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• P C.Y. •

I saw him, continuously punched my father...

I got my whole strength and stood up, stopping him from hugging him from behind...

He stopped...

The police suddenly came...

“H-how?” I couldn't talk

“I called them as soon as I heard you yelling.” Jimin answered

“Ms. Park Chaeyoung.” I turner around and saw one policeman walking to us

“How long have this been happening?” I couldn't answer...

Instead...

The next thing I saw is Black...

...

• P J.M. •

It's been 3 hours, she haven't waken up...

We're here at the hospital, after Chaeyoung fainted..

Tears formed in my eyes but I hold them...

I've been talking to Chaeyoung for months...

Yet I knew nothing about her...

Am I that harsh?

Her body was full of bruises that was always hidden by her clothes...

She was in pain...

While I was always enjoying?

Park Chaeyoung, what have you done to me?

Do I like you?

I guess so?

I saw Chaeyoung opening her eyes, slowly

“J-jimin?” She stuttered

“It's me, Chaeng.” I answered and she looked away

“Chae, how long had this happened to you?” I asked and she looks at me

“What do you mean? It's the first—”

“Tell me the truth. I saw your bruises and I don't think it's your first time.” I said and hold her hand but she quickly took her hand out from my hold

A tear left her eye then more tears left...

She cried...

And all I can do is hug her...

...

I let her rest...

I walked out of the room, as soon as I walked out of the room, I leaned on the door

Her story...

Which I never knew...

“My mom died when I was 16...leaving me with my father only. He became alcoholic and started beating me at the age of 17. He would hurt me emotionally but then it was more than that. He started beating me up.”

“Until I was 18. I left the house a year ago and now he found me again. Beating me up just like what he did always. ”

“It hurts me...

...because starting when I was 16 years old, I never felt love...

...except for...











...fake love.”

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