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Friday, 4 September, 11:31 pm

I start running.

I don't even have proper clothes on, I am still wearing my pajamas and slippers.
But I just need to get away.

After some time of running, I begin to slow down.
I have no idea for how long I ran.
It was probably for some time, I am out of breath and exhausted. My legs won't bring me far anymore.
And I have no idea where I am.

I look down to my arm.
There is a deep cut in it, in my underarm. The blood is still running down my hand.
I kinda start not feeling well, I lost a little bit much blood.

I need to find something where I can clean this.
But where?

This isn't my only problem.
I have a bunch of problems now.
What the fuck should I do now?
I have no where to go.
My family is gone.
My mom, my dad, my sister and Mrs. Yang. They aren't there anymore.

They are gone.

Forever.

I don't have a family anymore.
Family.
What a weird word.
I actually never had a real family, when I think about it.

I may shared their blood, but they were never my family.

I can't calm down. I'm still breathing heavily, but I just can't get myself to calm down just a little bit.
It isn't because I am exhausted from running, it's  because I begin to panic.

I just fucking killed the four people I was the closest with. The people with whom I lived under the same roof. My own blood.

But the thing is, I'm not even panicking about the fact that they are gone, I'm panicking about the fact that I am basically homeless now.

I have nothing now.

And I have nowhere to go, nowhere to live, not a possibility where I could go.

I mean, I have no friends, I hated everyone in school. And they all hated me, they were scared of me. And I won't go to any other family members, that would be just as bad it was at my home, if not even worse.
I mean I didn't kill them for nothing.

I need to find something other. But what?

A person starts coming towards me.
It isn't that odd, I was just randomly standing on a sidewalk and the person was coming from the opposite direction, so it's kinda normal this person is coming towards me.

But this person is staring at me. They fix me with their eyes.

It's a boy, I think. When he comes closer, I recognize it's a boy, even with the mask.

The closer the boy comes to me, the slower he walks.

When he's close enough that he can talk to me, I notice he's hesitating.

I stare at him too now, what makes him probably hesitating. I hope I'm not scaring him away. I don't really look my best at the moment.

But then, he gives me a polite smile and he begins to talk to me.
"Hey, uhm sorry, are you okay?", he asks.

I know exactly what to do.
The tears start running out of my eyes.
I cry while the boy is just looking at me.
He seems surprised, he doesn't really know what to do.
But I think he already pities me.
Tears can be so manipulating.
You can't not just ignore a crying person like that. Especially when he was the one who talked to me first, so he wants to help me.

"Uhm-", he starts, but he has no idea what to say.
"I can't go home anymore. I just lost my family", I sob.
"What- why-"

I break down to the ground.
It hurts my knees, but I need to be a little bit dramatic, to be believable.

He comes closer and knees down if front to me.
"Oh my god, are you okay?", he asks worried.
He grabs me gently by the shoulders so that I face him.

I lay my arms around his neck and hug him tightly.
"Please help me", I whisper into his ear, with a trembling voice.
He seems to be surprised again.
But then he slowly lays his arms around my body and pulls me a little bit closer.

"It's okay. I will help you."
I slightly smile. It is a relief, my plan is working.

"I'm Felix, what's your name?", he asks.
We are still both sitting on the ground.
I think about it for a short moment.
What's my name? That's a good question.
"Soomin", I answer then.

Congratulations, Felix, you just bit the bait. You are the perfect victim of my plan.

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(A/n)

First chapter omggg
I hope you guys like it

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