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42 — HE SHALL OVERCOME

eunsang is scared that he'll fail junho.

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junho lies against a cold operation table, his body aching out of exhaustion. with his hands strapped on each sides, all he did the last two hours was nothing other than trying to break free. he wasn't sure of what time it was exactly, as there wasn't even a single window in the damped room that could give him any hint of what's going on outside. the tiny room's soundproof, the lights are dim, and there was nothing in the room other than him, the operation table he's lying down at, and a tray of medical supplies placed right next to him.

he was too tired to think, let alone to cry, but yet he couldn't bare to let his body sleep. i need to keep fighting, by that perhaps i could get a chance to escape.

he tries to pull up his hands again, now using all of the energy left in him. the moment electricity starts to appear upon his fingertips, he immediately screams in pain.

the electricity did not affect the straps, instead it went to electrocute himself. he arches his back, trying so hard to get away from the occurring torture, but there was nothing he can do to reduce the pain. the energy was from his own body after all, and the straps are just there to make sure it stays in his body, resulting an foul electrocution to his own.

he winces hopelessly, his body wiggling on top of the operation table like a salted worm. the moment his body starts to relax, the door he tries so hard to reach opens. he wanted to raise his head just so he could see who appeared, but unfortunately his body could not response like so. he just stares at the ceiling, his bruised hand was able to softly flicker the lightbulb hanging right on top of him.

"junho-yah, it's 2am in the morning. are you sure you're not interested to sleep?" the same woman, the woman who indefinitely has gotten into his nerves. automatically his hands flinch in reflex, and he was able to feel the electricity starting to burn him once again. his whole body arches up, releasing the horrid pain he felt by his chest.

"what, are you starstruck for seeing me again?" the woman smiles as she caresses her slender hand on junho's face. "there's no use of fighting, dear. right now your power is your enemy, and you need to learn how to compress it, or else.. you'll be suffering an unfortunate, suicidal death."

junho tried to move his face away from the woman, but his limited movements weren't able to save him from her grazing touch. junho shoots her a glare. "get away from me."

"ooh, feisty at night, i notice that you're now more desperate." a crooked smile appear in her face. "you know, sometimes i feel like that special dna of yours also adds a sense of attractiveness to your genetics, i mean look at you." she puts her hand on his shoulder. "a beautiful specimen. that other kid who was here two weeks ago, yohan? yes, he's very good looking too."

junho's eyes flutter. "yohan?"

she nods. "he was a lot more polite than you though, just saying. a hell lot clueless too. sadly i've never get to see him smile.." a frown appears on her face.

junho sneers. "i don't think anyone would smile if they see you."

she stares at him reluctantly. "oh well, i hope you bare with me enough until i see you smile."

"the only time you see me smiling is when i get out of this place," junho points out.

"ah, you're planning on leaving so soon."

"i did not even had plans to go here at the first place."

she smirks. "you lose your rigidness at night."

"no, i lost it because i have nothing to lose anymore." junho snaps back.

"i know what you're losing," she moves away from him as she walks around, minding her own business. "sleep."

"i'm not planning on sleeping." junho informs her as he breaks the eye contact. "i'll stay up all night if i must."

"i don't think that's a good idea, dear. you're body needs to rest so it could prepare for what'll happen tomorrow morning." she says in a warm voice.

before junho could even get the chance to reply, her phone buzzes from her pocket. she grabs it to see who it's from. "excuse me for a moment." she goes to the side of the room to take the phone call. "yes?"

though he had no idea of the context, he still took his time to eavesdrop the conversation, as it must be important enough for her to the point she had to answer it right on the spot.

"aren't you aware of how miserable you are at the moment? protesting in front of the office, that's not something pleasant to see by the midday, how humiliating." she spits the words quickly. "oh now you're blaming me for your dismissal? let me remind you that i was the one who reminded you to hurry up, i was the one who warned you. so low of you to blame me for the whole thing." she laughs in disgust. "oh you got proof? fine, bring them tomorrow if you're brave enough. maybe that'll prove me worthy of this job." she closes the phone call without thinking, her anger already clouding her common sense. with a flip of her hair she returns back to junho and act as if nothing else had happened before. "i'm in a bad mood. sleep."

junho shakes his head. "not going to happen."

"fine." she clicks a button from the remote control that she had on her other hand, turning the operation table sideways until it sticks perfectly to the wall. junho who was previously in a horizontal state now appears in vertical, this position makes it clearer for him to see the woman's whole body. this position however was a lot more uncomfortable, because there was nothing that kept him in tact to the table other than the straps on his arms and legs.

"great, now i can observe you better whereas you can see me clearer too." the woman grins again, now putting her fingers on his chin. "i display you here like a piece of art, like a painting on a wall that i'll look up to everyday.."

disgusted by her words, junho spits directly to the woman's face.

the woman clicks another button without hesitation, electrocuting junho's whole body that was leaning against the table that is now found to be electric. she laughs.

"wow, you really think you're way above me." she whispers. "watch until i pour cold water over you, maybe that way you'd finally know how much power i have against you.."

junho screams, and screams, and screams..

eunsang wakes up from his bed in absolute shock, his whole body trembling like crazy. cold sweat trickling upon his forehead, and just like that he knows for sure that wasn't a dream.

junho is suffering, and it's only moments away until he loses him.

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seungyoun can't believe that he was supposed to do tons of physical work right in a tuesday morning all for a person he now clearly despises.

kang daniel's lecture that was supposed to be held the day before is postponed until the next following day, and for some reason seungyoun, wooseok, and seungwoo were the ones who got affected by the change of date. because it troubles them to reject any of dongwook's pleads for help, they end up having to prepare the hall with chairs enough to sustain around 500 students, and it wasn't an easy job to do because first: you got to get up early, and second: after your first dozen of chairs, you might get a series of back pains that increases the longer you set up the chairs.

not wanting to suffer alone, the hyungs decided to call help from their dongsaengs. they don't want to miss their only chance of bossing them around, after all. the ones who came the earliest were hyeongjun, dongpyo, and yohan. the rest of the boys came along afterwards.

"yah, where's kang minhee?" seungwoo asks hyeongjun as they were bringing a stack of chairs together.

"i think he's still sleeping. he's anything but a morning person." hyeongjun answers dolefully.

seungyoun turns to hangyul. "how about dohyon? where's that huge baby?"

the moment he mentioned his name, dohyon suddenly bursts into the room, him panting sloppily. "sorry for being late, stairs are really not my best friend."

dongpyo laughs. "what's the point of those long legs when you can't even use them properly?"

"no need to be jealous, hyung."

just a moment after that, dongpyo purposely increases his height for a few inches.

"what are you guys doing? y'all primitive." dohyon starts to lift up chairs into the air with his fingers, placing them nicely without having to move an inch.

wooseok scowls. "show-off."

"maybe you could've gone here earlier and we won't be as tired as we are now..?" seungyoun huffs a sigh.

seungwoo looks around, counting the people who are already there. he raises an eyebrow. "guys, where's eunsang?"

the other turn their heads, scanning for eunsang's presence by themselves. dongpyo purses his lips. "that's strange, he's usually a very early person."

"yeah, and a very thoughtful one too." seungyoun mumbles. "he'd be the first one in line if i asked for help, where is he now?"

it's a rare occurrence for eunsang to wake up late, and this is one of those moments. good thing the road wasn't as jammed as he thought it will be, because if it was he probably won't reach school on time.

his mind was still occupied by what happened in his dream — it wasn't something that he could let go easily. the longer he waits hopelessly like this, the longer junho will suffer. when is he supposed to take action if it isn't now?

he scurries his way towards the gate, reaching it just the moment it was about to be closed by chaewon, a discipline sector student. he immediately made his way through the crowded hallway towards the stairs so he could go straight to the fourth floor to help his hyungs. just before he turns to climb up the second floor, he captures a voice of someone arguing to another inaudible voice. he's guessing that the one he wasn't able to hear properly was probably a voice from the phone. he backs away slowly to check where that voice came from, because to him it definitely sounded familiar..

the voice appears from the small gap underneath the staircase. eunsang, being the curious soul he is, tiptoes his way to take a look. he eyes widen at the sight of kang daniel - all confused and distressed - yelling at his phone mercilessly.

daniel's blonde hair that is usually brushed off neatly looked like it was ruffled out of frustration. he grumbles. "i don't care about what you think, all i care about is cha junho!"

the mention of the boy's name made him shudder. eunsang leans closer against the staircase, taking a better listen of the conversation.

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