𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆

𝑳𝒊𝒇𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒍𝒚

𝑳𝒊𝒇𝒆'𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒍𝒚—-𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒆

𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐎𝐡 𝐀𝐧𝐚 𝐛𝐲 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐌𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

One thing you should learn as you grow older, is that life is short.

When my mother lay dying in her death bed, she screamed and cried. She didn't want to leave her life. I felt pity, sadness and most of all anger. She died horribly.

She died when she could have lived longer. Maybe if I grew up normally, she would have seen me start a family of my own. Have kids. A lover. But life's not fair.

And hers was taken away in the worst way possible.

So life is short.

Live it too your fullest because one day it may suddenly be taken from you.

Seungmin refused.

He Refused this situation.

He refused to even be close to these people

and he refused life at this point.

After an uncomfortable awaking on the floor, he had woken up wanting to bite a head off- whoever spoke to him. He hates the situation that had occurred.

He wasn't surprised to have awoken sweaty and pale from the recurring scene of the grotesque creature luring over him. He was glad no one noticed.

He didn't want to talk to anyone. Whilst the group made ways to get closer and icebreakers and stuff, seungmin refused to take any part.

This group was too Mix matched. It would never work and they would just clash. Especially if you add Han Jisung to the mix.

Seungmin detested the older. Always second place to him he thought.

He had sat himself far from the group who struggled to be less awkward. He knew their problem. He was pretty sure even themselves knew the issue.

No one trusted each other. They were a group of strangers. It's weird how 'normal' classmates don't even have it in them to trust. You think if it were a movie they'd be best buddies with each. No.

They barely knew each other and from how they acted it seemed some didn't want to. Chan and changbin were practically leading, trying to figure out ways to safety. Jisung found himself bugging seungmin every now and again which received him a middle finger to the face.

Jeongin sat far away from Hyunjin. Even though apologies were said they needed to cool off. Minho sat next Hyunjin but they didn't speak at all. And felix had he face in the desk, sleeping? No clue.

Seungmin honestly felt like crying. He was never a crier. He told himself he wasn't. But this situation would make even the toughest man who was made of steel choke a few salty tears.

He felt groggy and disgusting. He wanted proper sleep but he knew wishes don't come true.

If you told the past version of himself that he would be in such a situation he would have spat in your face and laughed.

He was pulled out of his pessimistic thoughts when something began tapping on the window next to him. A small drumming sound that seemed too
Close to be in his head.

Just as he went to turn to look what it was he was met with the shattering of glass. It took him about 2 seconds to jump away from the glass shards with Jisung faltering behind him.