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“I don't owe you anything.”
Sieun shoulders past them.
Baku feels cold. Frozen.
Hurt.
And he's always masked his hurt with anger. It's easier. It's how he can deal with it without going insane, without reverting back into that little boy crying about daddy being mean.
Baku catches the sleeve of Sieun's windbreaker. Too much strength behind it, as the collar of it pulls against Sieun's throat, exposing more of it on the other side.
Baku's about to—shout, maybe. Maybe cry. He's not sure yet.
He can't, because there, around Sieun's neck, like a damning necklace—
There's the red rim of someone having choked him.
descent into madness
