SolarisCuzSol
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Min-ji has never seen death until now. She was just a dropout staggering under weight of debts that should have never been on her. Betrayed by her ex and abandoned she drank. A lot. That's how the baby came to be.
Seo-jun knew he was not a good person. Hell, probably a fucked up one if anything. He wore blood like women wore makeup. He woke up to smell of oil and chemical tang of gunshots. He knew the sharpness of the blade better than he knew warmth of another body. Min-ji was his last little light in this life, even as he got discharged, kicked out and drowning in debts; she laughed with him. Patched him up each time he made another bad decision. Another mistake.
He didnt regret staining her with his darkness. No.If there was one thing he regrated, it was not making sure she didn't join. Because now was first time in years he felt fear. True bone-chilling fear surging through his veins as his eyes zeroed in on the woman carved in his mind. Hands clammy, pale as ghost and severely dehydrated as she clutched the rainbow pieces in her fist.
If there was anything he would do right in his life, it would be to get the one person he loved out of this hell. No matter how many bodies would lay in his wake.
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