Inked Souls / jicheol

jihoon

I was staring at my arm, my other hand was holding a pen.

"Should I?"

I held the pen close to my skin.

"Should I really do it?" I whispered once again to myself.

I sighed.

I was about to put down the pen but my classmate accidentally bumped into me.

"Sorry, Jihoon."

"It's fine." I told him.

"Your arm too. I'm sorry about that." He said and left.

With my forehead creased, I looked at my arm.

What the f.