I'm falling to pieces.
im sooo into wolfaus so i decided to make one by myself and give it a try.
blame my brain for thinking nonstop of ideas.
im writing this for my love towards krisho and to let the krisho ideas straight out of my head so this is unbeta-ed.
any similarities from other stories are coincident!
some grammar mistakes.
rated m chapters will be marked.
if you do not like the sound of it, please do not read.
please do not plagiarize or translate.
Junmyeon runs. He runs and runs without looking back. He runs from his destroyed house. He runs into the forest. He keeps on running, not caring that his feet is bare. He doesn’t know what will meet him later in the forest. He doesn’t know what he will do alone in the forest. They have just killed two most precious and beloved people in his life. They have just killed his parents.
Their last words to Junmyeon before being killed was 'Run'. So he keeps on running, not even caring that his legs are giving out, or even the day is turning a shade darker. He runs and runs. He’s tired. He’s sad. He’s confused. He’s enraged. He’s scared. He’s broken. He’s falling, but he can’t fall. Not right now. They are chasing him. They are chasing him from behind. He speeds up. He runs faster.