Ji-Woon’s expression falters as he sees a smile play on your lips. You spit on his face and hold his hands even with a stronger grip. You grab his hands, pulling him closer to you. When he’s only a step away, you skip his direction and bump into him. He smirks as he sees no further attempt from you to run away. You try to control your breathing, angrily staring at Ji-Woon. Yet instead of running away, you hold on tightly to the knife in your hand and stand still–unwavering. Your attempts at escaping him are futile. He wipes the sweat on his forehead before he starts to make his way over to you. His once dry white tank top, was now sticking to his body. He stops to catch his breath, chest heaving up and down erratically. Ji Woon shakes his head, and a subtle smile crawls to his lips. The mother picks up the child in her arms and then scurries off.
A child pointed at the knife in your hand and looks up at his mother Some people quickly stepped away from you. With Ji Woon closely behind, you run to the outdoor shopping center.
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Having the knife stuck to your shoulder was still worse for you since you could feel it move and tear more skin with every step you took. Not a smart idea, as now you’re losing blood much quicker. You felt your right shoulder with your left hand, and quickly pulled the object that doesn’t belong there. You know that feeling when you don’t cry but you’re forced to? You could feel the tears well up in your eyes from the sting. At the same time, you felt a sharp pain on your right shoulder. With the remaining energy you had, you made a dash for the buildings. This might just be your only escape at the moment. Ji-Woon won’t risk getting caught at a shopping center. You manage to catch sight of buildings not so far, bright yellow light passing through glass windows. Your breathing is very unstable, and your throat feels dry. It’s been a long run, and you worry you might soon start to fall. It stung, but you must endure a bit longer. The humid weather was not helping at all and only added to your discomfort.Ī colorful throwing knife flies past you, barely grazing your cheek.
With every swing of your arms, the sleeves would rub against your skin. The cotton hoodie you chose to wear already felt wet against your skin. Your anxiety levels rose every time he did that on purpose, followed by a snicker. Ji Woon has been matching your steps, throwing you off at times when he missed one. His loud breathy laugh reminds you that he’s not so far behind. No houses nearby, only grass and forest of trees. You need to get to an area with a crowd.īut that is almost impossible when you're running down a road, barely illuminated by the street lamps scattered along its sides. But never did you realize how bad these suspicions would turn out to be.
Sure, you had your suspicions about the idol. Oh to have a crazed killer chase you down through empty streets at night. Interactive version can be found in “Maybe: Interactive stories” with the title “All-Kill | BL”
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