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As the loud drops of water echo from the sky, the stiff noises wake up an average looking guy named kim dokja.
The 29-year-old man streches his hands up, and he finally musters up the courge to get up from bed.
But dokja dont you think that this is the only last drops of seconds you have of rest, until you get to work, and then your lousy boss will give you most of his work? Dont you want to feeellll the softness of your bed a bit longer? Come onnnn, Dokja, think quickly!
As Dokja considers staying in the bed for 5 more minutes, suddenly reality strikes him.
-ding!-
A noise comes from his only source of a safe zone, his phone. He looks at his phone, a massage that was sent from sooyoung.
Sooyoung: Happy 30th b-day, u ugly squid! :^
Ah, it looks like dokja forgot that today was his birthday.....again.
He's turned 30 today, Dokja feels nostalgic, although he doesn't know why.
"This little-"
Dokja feels irritated by sooyoung's teasing nickname. That's your sooyoung right there!
At last, Dokja replies to sooyoung.
Dokja: thx dipshit, u better gift me with another one of ur novels >:D
As he sends his message, Dokja gets ready for work.
With no confidence or any will of going on life, our ugly squid put on a worn-out costume that for the last 10 years, he has been wearing.
Dokja hurried on his way to the usual subway.
*"shit, how could I zone out like that? Ugh, my boss will kill me if im late again."*
Dokja's mind flooded with all the different cases that would happen if he was late to work again
he might get yelled at by his boss, and get embarrassed infrot of dozen coworkers, or he might get bashed on and the boss might take off the day give Dokja all his work, and the most horrifying but yet still reliving, Dokja will get fired.
As our poor squid was mindlessly running in the rain that mixed with his sweat, he felt out of breath but kept on running.
His whole life suddenly was flashing before his eyes.
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His whole life flashed before his own eyes as Dokja's mind finally unfroze, and he realized that he was about to get hit by a fancy looking car.
his eyes widened, and it felt as if his life was in slow motion.
The last words that he could quietly muster out were only a mindless bunch of words, that one could argue it was only a mere concept of a so called sentence
"Fuck this world, and fuck the rich. Atleast I'll die in peace now..."
After that, everything went black, and the busy streets now fell silent.
*"so peaceful"*
Dokja thought as he was now in a black void where he could rest.
[DOkj a waKe u P]
"Ughhh, fi-five more minutes.."
[Oh, coMe on, the re aDers NEed tHe story To fInd it's eNd, i n eed to coNtiNue taLking noNstop to enTeRtain Them, aNd yOU nEed to Go on your bOri ng life uNtil soMeThing hap pens]
[NoW w ake up, I'll hElp yOu fiNd yo ur tURe end]
"AAAAAGHGHH"
Dokja screamed like he was getting murdered, which made the sleeping person which was sitting beside him wake up like a sore thumb, the persons face was frowned even when he was sleeping but now it looked more scary, like he was on verge of committing homicide.
"Are you alright?"
The newly waken up man said with a cold, grumpy face that could make anyone kneel before him.
"Did i die? WAIT, ARE YOU AN ANGEL?!? OMG, AM IN HEAVEN?"
[No yOu idI ot, yoU're in a hoSPItal]
"Huh?"
the squid says with a hint of confusion, did he just hear a voice? In his head?
Dokja looked at his hands with a wide open mouth and widened eyes.
He then turned to the person besides him. He looked somewhat familiar. Then it clicked
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IT WAS THE PRO GAMER SUPREME KING, YOO JOONGHYUK, WHAT WAS HE DOING HERE, WHY IS DOKJA IN A HOSPITAL?
There were just too many questions flooded in our ugly King's mind.
As Dokja was frozen in time, the so called supreme king was starring in Dokja's soul.
His black eyes where piercing right through Dokja. As he frowned and went all grumpy, he finally opened his mouth and formed a few words.
Dokja was just zoning out into outer space trying to figure out if this was just a silly dream....ha ha...dokja will surely wake up now and get ready for hi work....right?.....
"Hey! I'm asking a question here!"
Finally dokja heard that yoo joonghyuk was talking to him. As the supreme king said, it felt more of a shout then a statement. Dokja felt dizziness as he fainted, again...
[Ughhh, Dokja seriously? Again, there was the hottest guy sitting beside you just a few minutes ago, and you just FAINT?! You're better than this, u squid!]
"Hmmm? Who are you?"
[I'M yOur FAiry GOd mOther-IM A VOICE IN YOUR HEAD, WHAT DO YOU THINK I AM?]
"ughh not so loud, please"
[Sigh... fin e. I'm sIMply ju st a voIce in your hEAd, you ca N c All me th e 4th wAll. I'm heRe to heLP you aChieve your gOal, uNtil thEn I'll be aSSiSting y ou]
"What? What goal?-
As Dokja tried to faintly and weakly say his words, he went into complete unconsciousness...for the third time...