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August 8, 2016
19:07
The camera turns on slowly, focusing on a red headed man with striped glasses and a goofy smile humming to himself, typing on the keyboard and looking up at the screen, eyes widening, before turning around and looking to his right
"Saeran, the computers working!"
Another boy, identical to the one in front of computer except his hair fades into white halfway down his head, slowly shuffles over beside the first boy, looking confused and slightly irritated. The first boy opens his mouth to speak again,
"Alright so, I know you're gonna hate this, but it would be good for you to just... Film yourself and talk about stuff!"
The glasses wearing boy shifted slightly so the other boy could get a better look, "it would be something to do when I'm out food shopping, and who knows, maybe it'll help you feel less lonely...?"
He trailed off, looking for any response. When he got none he continued,
"I promise to god in heaven I will never look at your vlogs! This is to help you, Saeran, I know its hard some days, but a great person once told me that sometimes even just talking about what's upsetting you can help you feel better!"
The other boys eyebrows furrowed in frustration before he relaxed his face and sighed. He looked over to the nearly identical man,
"okay. I can't say I'll do it, but I can at least consider it, Saeyoung." He spoke softly. The first man wrapped an arm around the second one, although he looked uncomfortable and unhappy, he did not push the first boy away. The first boy stood up and left the view of the camera. A click of a door could be heard in the background.
"God this is so stupid..."
The lone boy spoke to himself, looking straight into the camera,
"um... Hi." He waved awkwardly, rubbing his arm,
"I'm Saeran Choi... I'm 22 years old and... I live in an underground bunker with my brother. I'm kind of boring and nothing ever happens in my life, not anymore, so... I don't think I'll be-"
he stopped talking and began to whisper "what did saeyoung call it...?"
Apparently thinking for a few seconds before speaking up again,
"vlogging, as much as he wants me to... But that's just a secret between us" he showed a small smile at the camera before grimacing
"this is stupid."
Was all he said before the camera was turned off and all went to black.
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August 30, 2016
16:12
The camera opens up to the same boy it closed with, him leaning back from the computer with a confused look on his face. His legs were crossed, hands resting on his knees, shoulders hunched up towards himself as he shook slightly, barely enough for the camera to catch, muffled sounds came from outside of the camera range.
"I keep fighting him" he whispered, glancing towards the door as he raised his knees to his chin.
"Saeyoung... Saeyoung made me some food and I just... I can't eat right now. Not something that he made me. He might try to poison me... But he swears there was nothing bad in it. It's... It's hard here. Living with him."
The boy rested his head in his knees as the background noise stopped suddenly.
"I don't trust him at all... He wants me to, seems desperate too, but I just. I can't. I try to stay locked up in my room as much as I can but sometimes his begging to get me out becomes too annoying and I actually do leave, and he looks so conflicted and sad and I..." He inhales sharply,
"oh god I'm making everything worse for him again. He hates me. He hates me so much. He abandoned me for so long and then he just... Waltz's back into my life like nothing ever happened. And I keep trying to hurt him but he just doesn't leave me alone. Can't he see that I don't need him...?"
The boy shudders, letting out a quiet sob.
"I hate him. I hate him so much but he doesn't fucking listen"
he grabs at his hair so hard it could be ripped out as he released another shudder. Another sob.
"Why am I doing this..? Why can't I just... Forget. Forget everything?!"
His voice raised slightly but he caught himself, looking panicked as he glanced towards the door he looks back at the camera, scowling at it,
"I hate myself most of all." He seems to admit, uncurling himself and reaching towards the camera. The screen fades to black.
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September 3, 2016
12:30
The camera comes to life, the same boy as before, hair shorter than last time, most of the white hair having been cut off. He looks at the camera and feels his head, frowning as he feels his shorter hair before letting out a soft chuckle and laying onto his back. He stayed like that for multiple minutes before speaking
"I'm not him anymore. I'm my own person again."
He sits up, legs crossed,
"my hair will grow back. It grows quickly." He paused, looking conflicted,
"Should I dye it again? Without... Without mint eye I don't have purpose... And that hair was what was connecting me to mint eye..."
He reaches toward his right arm, "no.. I still have this."
He rubs his thumb over his right shoulder and squeezes his eyes shut, "but its gone now. Mint eye is gone and I have no purpose left in the world..."
He blinked as he looked up.
"Saeyoung doesn't understand. He doesn't understand how much that place saved me when he left me... My savi- I mean- R.. Rika saved me from my mother. She showed me all the truths I was too blind to see on my own." He looked back down.
"Saeyoung says that she's bad, V too. And... He... He's right."
The boy put his face in his hands, "I was there for years... And Rika treated me more like a pet than a person but, I believed she cared about me, about everyone at mint eye..."
He rubbed at his eyes
"V was just there, never saying anything, rarely speaking up and going against Rika... He was a total pushover when it came to her... And I thought. I thought Rika hated him. She always treated him like she hated him and I. I was cornered. I didnt have any other option..!"
The boy looked into the camera desperately, "that's... That's why I shot him. But Rika didn't praise me for it. For the one thing I thought I did right. I wanted to shoot myself. I still want to. I don't deserve kindness. I don't deserve Saeyoungs kindness. I killed a man. I'm a murderer. And I don't feel regret for it either. V got what he deserved. He betrayed me."
The red head looked down angrily. He let out a frustrated groan as he wiped away the rest of the tears on his face. He reached toward the camera as he muttered to himself,
"I didn't want to cry. I told myself I wouldn't fuckin-"
The screen went black.