*Slap*

Everyone stopped doing what they were doing.Confused and shocked  of what just happend 

 -flashback-

Word after word that flowed from his lips angered Jiyong more by the second. His patience was running out and his temper was flaring. Rage boiled through his body. Jiyoiung barely had a chance to think of his actions. The only thought running through his head was getting him to shut up. He pursed his lips and raised his hand back. Jiyong threw his hand forward as hard as he could, whipping it across his face. The crack of skin contacting skin echoed off the walls.

-flashback end-

 Vibrations of pain started in Jiyong palm and spread all the way to his finger tips. His palm was bright red, the same red mark that matched the one on Seungri face. Seungri stared at Jiyong with his eyes wide as his hand slowly made it to his fire red cheek. 

Jiyong felt remorse. Guilty for his actions Jiyong tried to talk to Seungri  as he went closer

"Don't!

Seungri whirled  and marched away. He never looked back to see Jiyong face as he watched Seungri leave. 

Taeyang went near Jiyong still quite shocked of  what just happened

"What did just happend Jiyong ?" 

"*sight* i dont know ...i really dont know"Jiyong said sitting on chair near him sighting for the 100 time this past 5 minutes.."i really dont know"

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3 days had passed since the incident.

Seungri hadnt gone to work since than telling the yg that he was sick.

There was an aura of grey around him. It was a mist that wouldn't rise. A state of depression that he couldn't see himself through. He felt a terrible weight on his shoulders. It was as if a giant boulder was laid on him and he couldn't straighten up or catch his breath entirely. 

He should have been crying, but he was too numb to even think about crying. 

He was an idot.