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Trouble
Heavy breathing.
Blood is in the rocky waters
He’s crying- Why is he crying-?
Hide away your sons and daughters
Eat you alive
He runs as fast as he can, but time is running out.
Levels
“We could have had it all, Dae!”
Better put your head on swivels
“But you insisted on running- WHY ARE YOU RUNNING, DAE? ”
Dancing with the very devil
The red glow comes closer-
He tries to sprint faster-
Butter to knife
Run, run, RUN-
You think you’re better than them, better than them
“You can’t escape me, Dae- You can’t escape our LOVE- ”
You think they’re really your friends, really your friends
“You think that- clickbaiter actually enjoys being with you?”
But when it comes to the end, to the end
A window- a chance of escape-
You’re just the same as them, same as them
A burst of pain and a sickening noise as a hammer makes contact with his back.
So let it go, let it go
“Tsk… I thought you were better than this, Dae. You’re lucky I still love you -”
“ I DON’T CARE ABOUT YOUR LOVE ANYMORE! ” His voice is raspy from talking for the first time in days.
Shock registered on the Idol’s face. Shock, and what seemed to be- genuine guilt?
No, it couldn’t be.
That’s the way that it goes
“You… what-?”
Deep breaths. Prepare to be revived, only to feel the agonizing smash of the hammer on flesh-
“I don’t care about your love anymore, Ye-Jun.”
But was that the truth?
First you’re in, then you’re out
“That- That can’t be true- You-”
Everybody knows
“ No. Ye-Jun, you are nothing to me. Not anymore.”
You’re hot
For a moment, he spotted pure rage on the Idol’s face-
Then you’re cold
But then- Sadness?
You’re a light in the dark
“I-”
Just you wait and you’ll see
The Idol collapsed.
That you’re swimming with sharks
Even as he was revived, Dae-Jung couldn’t shake the feeling that he had made a grave mistake.