SEUNGHYUN~

It was a snowy winter night. Seunghyun shivered as he walked down the familiar alleyway that led to his dilapidated apartment. The same routine. Every morning waking up at 7, out of the house at half past. A day of dreary office work with the same faceless people he greeted everyday in a robotic manner. Back home at 9, taking the familiar route that he knew better than the back of his hand. Since both of his parents had cared more about their work than they did about him he had learned to deal with loneliness quite well at an early age. It ws like his daily companion since childhood and he never found the silence oppressive or overbearing. He lived with it as if it were a second skin. People used adjectives such as "boring and "dull" to describe him. He never found these words insulting, this was who he accepted himself as. It nevet botheted him.either that he had no real friends to speak of. He had people who he greeted and wished well but none of those people knew much about Seunghyun. And that was.the way he liked it.

Without realising it he has nearly reached his apartment. Suddenly he stopped in his tracks. There was a bundle lying on the floor half covered snow so it looked like an overturned snowman. There were not many people around the narrow alleyway on most days as it was notorious for the "occurrences" that took place there, but today it was especially deserted. He looked around furtively for someone else that might find the bundle and do something about it do he wouldn't have to be involved, but found no-one. He slowly made his way over to the bundle. He turned it over carefully. It was a man with delicate features, that much he could tell from the careful distance he was keeping. 'Ehm... Hello?' There was no response. He looked around again, thid time for help. The deserted alleyway told him he would find none. He carefully made his way over to the man. He crouched down for a closer look. The man's skin was pale-bluish. He shook the man a little to see if there was any response. He got none, so he checked for the man's pulse. There was one but it was weak and the man's skin was cold to touch. Seunghyun sighed. He got up and walked a few steps towards his apartment. He stopped and turned around. If he left this man, he could quite possibly die. Could he really live with the fact if he killed a man? He sighed again and massaged his temples. He crouched over he an again. 'Excuse me sir, can you hear me?' To his surprise the man underneath him groaned faintly. He had no other choice. He picked the man up and started walking towards his apartment. He couldn't help but remark to himself about how light the man was. He opened the door to his apartment while letting out another sigh. Why him? He set the man down on his bed and covered him with a blanket. He walked over to the kitchen and held his head in his hands. What was he supposed to do now?

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Hi there! So I'm pretty sure it is painfully obvious that this is my first fanfic. I was typing on my phone and nearly pulled out my hair a hundred times because typing on such a tiny keyboard is so frustrating ;.; I'm sure there are tons of mistakes, and I'm sorry. It's just really late and I'm kinda really sleepy. Anyway, this turned out WAY longer than I intended it to, but I hope you decide to carry on to the next chapter. Thank you for reading :D