Everyday Yerim was closer and closer to exploding, closer to the point where no amount of deep breaths and finger nails buried deep in her palm could calm her. Everyday Sehun was closer and closer to sending her over the edge. It just so happens that today was that day. 

"Why won't you let me leave!" Her words ended with a scream that could be heard throughout the large house, the defining clash of the glass hitting the wall a second after sounded like a small squeak in comparision. 

"Because it's not safe." Sehun was calm. Sehun was always calm, or he at least pretended to be. Yerim hated him for it.

"You do not have the right to make that decision for me!" Her face was red as she tried to keep the unshed tears from falling. She had never felt this kind of anger before, it was like she couldn't breathe. 

"If you go out there, you'll be killed." Sehun told her this time after time, but why did this time feel so different? Why did it feel like he was pleading with her?

"Fine! Because I'd rather be dead than spend another second here with you!" After that no one spoke. There was only the huff of Yerim's labored breathing and the sound of her heartbeat thrumming in her ears. She stared at Sehun and wondered why he didn't yell, why he never yelled. She saw something flash in his eyes that looked like hurt, but it couldn't be, right? 

Sehun walked away, just as silent as he had entered, leaving the room icy cold around her.