Godsend; Hwang Hyunjin. ✔

fifteen.

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"Y/N?" Yejoon said

You looked over at him and smiled. "Yeah?"

"It looks like you got some sleep. Did you?"

You nodded. "I thought a lot about me and Hyunjin, and I realized that if he's over me, he's over me. I can't force him to do something he doesn't want."

"You're not upset?"

"I'm upset, and I will be for a while, but there's no point in sulking. I just have to pick myself up and keep my head high."

Yejoon nodded and looked down at his feet. He was glad you weren't sulking, but he was upset because you were on the path of getting over Hyunjin. He observed both of you, and he saw how much you liked each other, so he hoped everything would work out in the end.

"How are you and Taejin?" You asked.

Yejoon smiled big. "We're really good, but I feel bad for talking about my relationship."

"Don't worry about it, Joon. I'm happy for you."

He linked arms with you and started walking you to class, but you bumped into someone.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

You looked up and saw Yui, but she wasn't even paying attention; she was counting money. She walked away and you looked over at Yejoon.

"Since when did she have so much money on her?"

When you got home later that day, Daehyun was sitting on your couch. You sighed and tried to walk up the stairs, but he grabbed your wrist and slammed you up against the wall. He tried to kiss you, but you dodged it, and then you felt his hand slip under your shirt.

"Daehyun, stop." You growled.

He smirked and leaned in. "Remember when I said I'd get what I want, Y/N? I'm going to get what I want tonight."

You pushed his hands away from you, shoving him back. "Don't touch me, Daehyun."

He frowned and pushed you against the wall again, holding your wrists above your head, and you squirmed in his grip as he kept leaning in.

"Daehyun! Quit!" Mrs. Kim yelled.

Mrs. Kim pulled him off of you. "Mom, seriously?"

"You were raised better than that, Daehyun. You should know not to touch a woman when she doesn't want to be touched."

"Dad told me it didn't matter!"

"Well, your father's ridiculous and you know it. Don't ever touch Y/N again, do you understand?"

Daehyun rolled his eyes. "Whatever."

He walked off and Mrs. Kim turned to you. "Are you okay, honey?"

"I'm fine. I just wish he wasn't like that." You shuddered.

She sighed. "Me and your father are working on something to get you out of the marriage, okay? There's absolutely no way that we're letting you go through that."

"I just hope it works, Mrs. Kim."

She nodded and patted your back, watching you as you walked upstairs. You went into your room and sat on your bed, pulling your phone out. You went to your messages and found Hyunjin's contact, clicking on it.

You.
-Hyunjin, can we talk?

You shut your phone off and laid on your bed, staring up at the ceiling. You told yourself you'd keep your head up, but your chest ached for Hyunjin more and more as time went by.

You were wandering in the dark, surrounded by complete silence. You kept walking until you saw a circular light, and you slowly walked towards it. When you stood in the middle of it, the floor gave out and you fell into a white cloud, now surrounded by a bright white light.

You stood up and looked around, noticing two boys on each side of you. One was Hyunjin, and the other was Daehyun. They both walked closer to you and stood about three feet away from you, staring at you.

"Where are we?" You asked.

"Your head." Hyunjin replied.

Daehyun smirked. "Your worst nightmare."

"My worst nightmare?"

Your heart dropped as the darkness came back, the only light being three spotlights on each of you. The boys were in different outfits now, both of them were in expensive suits. You looked down and noticed the long white dress you had on.

"No." You whispered. "What's happening?"

Suddenly, there was another spotlight, one that revealed your mother and Daehyun's father. You furrowed your eyebrows in confusion and looked over at Hyunjin.

"Hyunjin, help me." You whimpered.

He shook his head. "I can't help you. There's nothing I can do."

Your breathing got heavy as you looked over at Daehyun. He was walking towards you, and he grabbed your wrist and started pulling you away.

"Hyunjin!" You yelled. "Hyunjin, please! I need you! Please!"

You cried as Daehyun dragged you further away, and suddenly, the floor under Hyunjin collapsed, and he fell through the floor.

You gasped as you woke up and scrambled to sit up, hugging your knees. You were frantically looking around; the way that nightmare made you feel was too overwhelming. You looked over and grabbed your phone. It was one in the morning.

You went to your messages and clicked on Hyunjin's name, your heart dropping. He read your message at five thirty two; he read your message nearly seven hours ago.

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