Cold Blood || jhs

19

You didn't hesitate to ambush me after school, pinning me against the wall in the empty classroom.

You pointed to the splotches of purple and yellow on my neck, your eyes glowing with fury.

❝ What's this, Minseo? ❞ you asked through gritted teeth.

I remember feeling my cold fingers tremble against the wall as I stared into your eyes.

They were cold, so cold.

❝ I don't want to talk about it. ❞ I said.

You harshly grabbed my wrist as you brought your face dangerously close to mine. I winced in pain from your fingers digging into my sore wrist.

You wouldn't let go, you just stared at me with a confused look on your face.

❝ Why won't you speak to me? ❞ you asked.

I ignored the intense pain as you tightened your grip on my wrist, chewing on my lip I simply averted my gaze.

❝ I don't understand you, Hoseok ❞ I said.

I paused as you finally let go of my wrist.

❝ Why do you claim to be a sociopath when you clearly care? ❞