TW: Assault, violence

In a dreadful twist of fate, you found yourself forcibly confined to a dark, chilling room. As they pushed you in, your knees trembled from the sudden jerk, and your vision grew dizzy after they injected a sedative into your body. 

Lying on the cold floor, your cheek pressed against the ground, you felt defenseless and weak due to the effects of the unknown sedative.

A familiar bone-chilling sensation followed as icy water was sprayed over you. Despite gasping loudly from the shock, your feeble 9-year-old body couldn't muster the strength to sit up. Helplessly, you lay there, feeling the water seemingly pierce through your skin.

After what seemed like an eternity, the iron gate to the dark room creaked open, and a menacing figure emerged.

 Dressed impeccably in a jet-black Armani suit, his shoes even managed to shine amid the dismal surroundings. He advanced toward your tiny frame with an air of arrogance, delivering a cruel kick to your stomach.

"Brat's making friends now, are we?" he sneered, crouching down to your level, his presence filling the room with a suffocating aura.

You trembled in the chilling breeze that swept through the room while the man tightly grasped your jaw, his grip like an iron vice.

"So, Jung Woo-Hyun, huh? Can't believe anyone would want to be near you," he sneered before forcefully slamming your head onto the floor.

As expected, your newfound friendship would only make matters worse. Rumors spread like wildfire, and soon everyone knew about it.

It had been about four months since you welcomed that boy into your life, considering him your best friend. You cherished this unexpected connection, as it brought a ray of hope into your otherwise dreadful existence.

Having never experienced such protectiveness before, this friendship bloomed like a delicate flower in the darkness of your life. He was there for you after grueling days, providing comfort even in the cold, dingy room where you found yourself trapped.

Yet, your small glimmer of happiness became a bitter pill for someone else to swallow—your tormentor, your older brother. 

That's what he called himself, though you had no memory of your parents. He had always been there, controlling your life from the beginning.

Thirteen years older than you, he was in the throes of his twisted youth. To him, you were nothing more than a pawn to experiment on freely.

One day, in your innocent five-year-old mind, you asked him about your parents, hoping for some comfort. His laughter was like a knife in your heart as he callously told you that they never wanted to see your face, that they had abandoned you to him.

That day marked a turning point, awakening a new emotion within you—loathe. For as long as you could remember, you clung to the belief that your parents loved you and that they would eventually save you from your brother's clutches. But to your dismay, they never came, and you harbored an intense hatred for your brother and the absent parents you yearned for.

"Tell me my little sister, should I kill him?" He laughed like the maniac he was and darted his cold icy eyes on your devastated frame.

"D... Don't touch him" you whispered even though your speaking felt like thousands of needles pieced in your throat 

"Woah! Never thought my sister could speak too" he clapped loudly; his rings were clashing with each other in the process.

"BRING HIM IN!" He commanded and laughed looking at your 'dangerous' glare 

His cries and hiccups were audible again, just like the very first day you saw him.

Not everybody has an immunity to endure such torture, some people cry like normal people 

He was also thrashed alongside you, with red eyes and huge tears gathered in his eyes, his eyes went wide in realization.

"Y-Y/N" he tried to approach you when your 'brother' grabbed him by his hair 

His painful screams made your eyes shut in guilt. maybe if you would've beaten him the very first day, he would have sat across you.... the reality would be different today.

"Why are you friends with him
Y/N....is he handsome?"

"L-Leave him I said!" You mustered up your power to speak and crawled weakly towards your best friend.

"So, that the reason of your unbreakable friendship...." Your brother smirked menacingly and took out something from his pocket 

A switch blades

He made his own assumptions and started to act upon them too. leaving Woo-Hyun's hair from his grip, he suddenly looped an arm around his neck, chocking that little boy mercilessly 

You gasped and approached their figure more swiftly but, it was already late 

Your older brother had his blood rushed in his eyes, he looked at you with a smirk and without wasting any time, that switch blade was slashed through Woo-Hyun's left cheek.

Woo-Hyun wailed and thrashed uncontrollably in his grasp, but his neck was clutched under that man's biceps. His vision got blurry, yet he could feel you coming closer to him.

Looking at Woo-Hyun's painful screams, you stood up despite being under a sedative

Staggering towards him, you clutched that man's hand to prevent stabbing that blade again in Woo-Hyun's cheek.

Your breath was heavy, you couldn't see anything properly, just his screams and that man's playful laughter was ringing in your ears.

When you were unable to stop his attack holding his wrist, you did the first thing that came to your mind.

You bit his hand, so hard that your brother's dirty blood grazed your teeth.

 Like a thousand needles stabbed him collectively, your brother's grip loosened on that blade.

He wailed more loudly than Woo-Hyun, he screamed and made your ears temporarily deaf. You winced slightly but ran holding that blade in your right hand.

Since you couldn't see, without wasting any second, you followed his pathetic screams and stepped on his chest.

Rasing your hand high in the air, you stabbed his eye countless times.

Screaming, you countlessly stabbed his one eye 

You were going for another eye, when you felt a syringe piercing through your neck

Realization dawned upon you, His pathetic screams alerted his guard outside, they immediately inserted you more dose of that unknown substance.

Pushing that syringe, you crawled towards Woo-Hyun and held his hand tightly 

with Woo-Hyun's tearful eyes and incoherent words .... you lost consciousness...

In the realm of darkness, the purest soul pays the heaviest toll, for innocence is the first trait that a monster ruthlessly strips away from humanity.

What was your, Woo-Hyun's or any other children's fault?

What did you do to deserve this?

The sun, undaunted, shines again even after somber eclipse 

Your life required time to remove that dark shadow of an eclipse from your fate, and it did. 

-Leave!"

-MOVE, MOVE I SAID!!"

-WHERE IS DOCTOR LEE?!"

"TREAT HER BEFORE I KILL YOU!!!"

-Y/N!"

Those sounds were audible, not enough.... but still .... those panicking calls were calling you but you didn't have any strength to answer them.

You let that comfortable darkness swallow you ....

 It was as if you were drowning in despair, unable to surface. No matter how to flap your hands to swim, those vicious memories always drag you down again.

But then, in the midst of the turmoil, a breath of oxygen brushed against your soul, bringing a sense of comfort. Gradually, the feeling of being alive returned, as if someone was tenderly cradling your spirit.

Abruptly, you jolted awake, your senses reeling as you found yourself in a sterile hospital room.

shading your poor eyes from that bright white lamp over your head, you slowly opened your eyes again.

After spending a few minutes letting your eyes adjust to the brightness, you began to survey your surroundings. The unmistakable signs of a hospital room confirmed your current reality, pulling you back from the abyss of memories.

Inhaling deeply, you practiced the art of calming yourself, a skill acquired through years of experience. Those haunting memories, brutal and vile, were just fragments of your past—powerless against your present self.

As the rush of your own rhythmic breaths reassured you, you internalized the truth: those who once sought to harm you, including the specters of your past, were no longer a threat. For now, you stood strong as a formidable 29-year-old CEO, a figure who manages to bring shivers.

The hospital room clicked open, and a familiar tall figure of doctor Lee entered, his eyes staring at the papers in his hands.

"How are you Y/N?"

"Fucked up as usual" you whispered it out and squinted your eyes because of that damn lamp over your head.

"How do you every time manage to worsen your health-" 

"Can we get this lamp switched off?" You interrupted his nagging session, and groaned 

Doctor Lee sighed and switched off that lamp over your head ...with papers still hanging in his hands he stalked with aggression towards you.

"You got this panic attack 2nd time this month!" Jon-Suk yelled at your face, his face was etched with worry

"Shush..." you gritted your teeth and obnoxiously looked for that huge figure of Woo-Hyun.

"I told you Woo-Hyun doesn't need to know that!" you whispered-yelled and sat up, abruptly 

Feeling the blood rushing down your body, you felt dizzy again when Jon-Suk held you and made you sit up.

He hurriedly poured a glass of cold water and handed you, sitting across you his eyes never wavered from that concern.

"Speaking of him, where is he?" You gulped down that refreshing water and gave him the empty glass.

Lee reluctantly took that empty glass and sighed in distress...

"He's outside and trust me he's not in a good mood" Lee stood up and held your wrist checking your pulse.

"He's always like that, actually I don't remember what happened to me-" 

"KWON Y/N!!" 

There he was, the frosted glass door of hospital room opened again, and entered a huge 6'1 figure of your best friend, Jung Woo-Hyun 

"Woo-Hyun-ie!" You smiled brightly and opened your arms for a hug.

He huffed, sweat was gathered on his forehead, his shirt was decorated with mud ....

He came closer to you almost running and bear hugged you, squeezing the life out of you

Kissing your forehead, you felt him wiping his sweat to your hospital gown, you shrieked and pushed him away

"What?" He looked at you with his golden-brown eyes; his eyes were in disbelief.

"How am I in hospital?" You crossed your arms around your chest 

You saw his demeanor growing colder.

"You don't remember?" 

"I happen ...after such anxiety attacks patient happen to forget for some minutes..." Lee, whom you guys forgot was there in that room, suddenly spoke.

"We were dealing, when some fuckers suddenly attacked us, since the dealing house was on beach, during fight you somehow got pushed in the ocean." Woo-Hyun absentmindedly touched the scar on his left cheek.

"Oh" Now you remember, you and Woo-Hyun were finalizing a 'deal' when rivalry or some local thugs came with intentions of looting your stuff.

Obviously, they didn't get any .... but, when you were shooting them with your gun, a man suddenly pushed in the ocean.... with that, some horrible glimpses drowned you.

"Actually, leave that, WHY NOBODY TOLD ME YOU GOT THIS ATTACK EARLIER TO?!" 

Being the original Jung Woo-Hyun, this sudden outburst was normal 

"You too Jon-Suk?" Woo-Hyun stared at Doctor Lee, with betrayal swimming in his eyes.

"She...She was the one who threatened me with a knife!" Lee Pointed towards your unbothered self.

"You don't trust me anymore?" The original Woo-Hyun has a great temper and agression , but he's emotional too.

When he found out you didn't want him to know about your health, He felt a ......fear

A fear that you would get bored of this friendship and now, were going to throw him out of your life.

Dramatic?

That's Jung Woo-Hyun

When you don't have any parents or siblings in this world, losing your only friend becomes a nightmare too....

"You doubt that?" Regaining your cold nature, you glared at him.

"Never" Woo-Hyun grumbled and bear hugged you again ....

"By the way Y/N......." Woo-Hyun started, Lee took his leave when two best friends were busy amongst themselves, feeling left out he left your guys alone.

"During all this panic, I informed Father " Woo-Hyun smiled sheepishly and touched his scar unconsciously 

"Please don't tell me"

"He's on his way...."

Shit!

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