The haunt, a very dark story of a young man named Choi Yeonjun who's broken by his childhood love, so he tries to take his heart to someone else and let them love him wholeheartedly but ends up running into another disaster instead and meets Choi Be...
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"Yeonjun, RUN!"
The sudden shout startled Yeonjun so much that he instinctively jumped out of his skin and scrambled away frantically from the voice, landing on the floor harshly as he stared around frantically with wide, terrified eyes. His heart was racing and his entire body felt frozen in place. There was no air in the room and he couldn't see anything around him. It was like the walls were closing in and making it harder and harder for him to breathe in.
He had to get out of here. The only sound in the whole room was the pounding of his own heartbeat against his ear drums. He was drowning. He needed to get out before he suffocated or died from lack of oxygen. He pushed up into a crouch, pushing through all of his senses and trying desperately to find an exit. But he couldn't see. He couldn't see anything anymore.
"Yeonjun!"
He had no idea how long he was there on the floor but suddenly Yeonjun felt a pair of arms pulling him up from the ground, holding him tightly against a chest and preventing him from falling down. As soon as Yeonjun's eyes finally adjusted themselves to the brightness and found familiar silver orbs staring anxiously back into his own, he realized that the person hugging him was no one other than Beomgyu himself. His voice was faint in his ears.
"Hyung, are you okay?"
Yeonjun blinked a few times to clear his vision and looked at the younger's face with wide tear-filled eyes. He was feeling so confused he couldn't even respond to Beomgyu's question. The younger was talking, but he had no idea what he said. All that Yeonjun could think about right now was running away. He wanted to be far away from wherever he was right now, from wherever Beomgyu was.
"Hey, Hyung. Yeonjun, please answer me," Beomgyu sounded desperate now and pulled his shoulders lightly to gain his attention.
Yeonjun blinked again and shook his head, trying to get rid of the cloud of fog that seemed to have surrounded his mind. His brain slowly started to clear up a bit, and he could see clearly again what was in front of him. However, nothing made any sense and everything around him started feeling very distant and weird as if he was watching a movie playing in slow motion, or perhaps he was having a mental breakdown.
"Yeonjun, can you hear me?"
"Yes," he mumbled quietly and rubbed his temple as his body started to relax in its tense position. He didn't understand why he was having these weird, disoriented thoughts. "I'm... I'm okay."
Beomgyu released a sigh of relief when he heard Yeonjun's weak and raspy voice. The latter looked better but his face was pale as he looked at Beomgyu with confusion, curiosity, and fear written in his red-rimmed orbs, however, he snapped out of this as soon as Beomgyu's eyes rolled back and his body went limp, causing Yeonjun to react immediately and catch the boy's naked body in his arms before he could fall flat on the cold marble floor.
"Shit! Beomgyu — "
"I'm okay...," Beomgyu mumbled weakly as he tried to regain his balance while leaning heavily onto Yeonjun's chest for support.
