"And what is it?"
"It's a quantam physics theory in which a cube is fixed in another cube, congruent to the former which is inaccurate by Euclid's postulate."
"And what does it enable?"
"Shrinking of time and dimensions..."
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Y/n...
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There are several layers of meaning to your word of the world, mysteriously embedding footprints for us to find them and follow. But sometimes, even our shadows are cornered and hidden behind the light.
We can't meet the only one who knows our answers and before it comes to an end, she wanted to know everything.
"What good is it doing you by keeping me captive?" She yelled at the tall man, nearly in his late sixties.
"Tesseract? You need me, right? Then why are you torturing Soobin? Let him go! Ugh!" Her tender body felt the trickling blood over her skin just the way she had once felt it. But what hurt her was the boy next to her bleeding uncontrollably and chanting his brother's name, a cry to be saved.
The more time flows, the more it deepens between our past and future right now. That past is hurtful and that future, horrendous.
"If I only needed Tesseract, I wouldn't have taken you captive. Stay shut."
"Why are you doing this?!"
"What if I told you, only Soobin can help me with it now? What if I told you, your brother was a fraud? What if I told you, your pretty boyfriend is dead? What if I told you, you're dead? Would you believe me? Well even if you don't, that is the truth, whore." Echoing throughout the large room, he raised his roaring laughter. Removing his mask, he showed the true colours of his face. A relatively large head and a heavy voice had been identified before but those eyes and that face scan, printed her longest known face.
No matter what, rain falls and darkness erases. Someone will definitely save you, you are not alone. But the hand of the clock never freezes and step by step, it keeps on moving and calling us. With every passing second, they were missing all of it, destiny.
"Heeseung?" Y/n gasped, horror striking her every vein. A feeling of having the rug pulled out from under her feet by someone she trusts could have scarred her. While the word “betrayal” often brings to mind “affair," betrayal occurs in many forms such as intentionally hurting someone or, emotionally torturing someone. Was it all that hurled on her together?
"Not Heeseung. Hyunseung Lee."
ˑ༄ؘ ۪۪۫۫ ▹▫◃ ۪۪۫۫ ༄ؘ ˑ
It started the one way race and even if they were to start to separate, that'll be okay, won't it?
Madness...
Madness is such a beautiful word, hadn't we known that already? But when a madness of he who is lost in the middle of a deserted ocean, surrounded by raging waves, becomes a part of a riddle that started with nobody, but would take his everything; He knows nothing. He hears nothing.
His body followed the direction of his feet, wherever they led, he went. But how long? How long would he run through the ruthless structure of bricks that stood as devil's despondent luck?
