“I’ve found the murderer. Come to Winchester’s Warehouse. He is located in warehouse number 12. Please, hyung, hurry.” With that, the line clicked off leaving Jihoon in a deafening silence for once. Woojin sounded truly terrified for the first time in his life. Jihoon felt his heart drop as his body automatically stands up from his seat on the couch.

"Mom, it is 1956 and if you haven't figured it out, medicine isn't the most advanced right now. They don't even know the name of my condition yet! Do I have a reason to be positive?" Daehwi shrugs nonchalantly, "Besides, they already said I won't live past the age of 23 so why should I care?"

No one knows why Jinyoung transferred to class 2-D, but no one really questioned it either. Everybody was just happy there was finally a hot boy in their class.  

Youngjae jerks his arm out of the taller boys hand, "No, I didn't get bitten. I was too short to reach the top shelf and had to knock cans off the shelf in order to get them." Youngjae adjusts his jacket and starts walking towards the forest line.  "I was worried about you!" Yugyeom jogs to catch up to the younger. "Why didn't you come inside to see if I was okay then?" Youngjae smirks when he sees the defeated look on Yugyeom's precious face.

in which jaebum is a robot and youngjae is a scientist (not really)

'hi, my name is mr.choi. nice to meet you.' (LOWERCASE INTENDED)

here,’  the nurse hands jaebum a shoebox which is quite heavy, ‘he said to read each note with the corresponding feeling. so if you are angry tomorrow, take out the envelope that has angry written on it.’   the box feels ext

Youngjae didn't really understand his neighbor. He never saw the dude but he always heard him. He would always sing during the day and Youngjae has to admit, it was a pleasant sound. But at night, he took on a different music genre that made Youngjae want to scream and fight him all at once.

pills make me go numb.    pills make me forget.  

youngjae please trust me. Read 4:56 AM  

Room 407, Remember that Choi Youngjae, Youngjae thinks to himself. Doctor Kim knocks on the door and almost immediately the male opens the door. He had dark auburn hair and was wearing black sweatpants with a plain black shirt.   “W

Hyung, you left us with no warning. My heart hurts so much. I just want you to come back. I will try to write to you every day, alright? We know you can hear us. -Choi Youngjae