So I've been sorta playing around with format and povs so this one is gonna be sorta like a poem in yoonbums pov, let me know if you like it in the comment. Also I want thank you guys for 1k reads! When I started Wattpad I didn't even think that one person would wanna reads what I wrote, you guys mean the world to me and I couldn't have gotten this far without you!
Sangwoo used a knife to cut the cake
Sangwoo was the one who used a knife to cut from one of my ears to the other
Sangwoo was the one who gave those little girls cake.
Sangwoo was the the one who gave me bruises
Sangwoo was the one who played board games with those little girls
Sangwoo was the one who played games with my mind
Sangwoo didn't tell other people what to do.
Sangwoo didn't tell other people what to wear.
Sangwoo didn't hurt other people
Why me? Was it because he loved me? Did he love me, or was this some sort of an elaborate plan. Was this all fake. No. No, I couldn't think about that. Sangwoo loved me. Sangwoo changed. Sangwoo is better... I hope.
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His Recovery
FanfictionSangwoo was sent to a mental hospital after Yoonbum called the police on him. But has is helped or will he slowly slip back into his old ways? Or is murder just too addictive.
