fear ran through your body as you look dead at the ground
"y/n..."
his voice rings through your mind
his once sooth voice calmed you down from your panic attack but you guess it's not the day
"g-get away"
you slowly backed up, praying that there was an escape
"p-please"
you ignored his bogus pleads and speedily raced out of this hell
"i-i'm sorry!"
was the last thing you heard as you suddenly felt the cold hard ground underneath you
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smoke | bang chan
Fanfiction"why do you keep smoking?" "because.. it helps me think about things" "think about what?" chan puckers his lips "helps me think about you"
