
You at that time
(I play a song every time a sad scene comes up)
The more you look at it, the more immersive it becomes:) )

..really..?
Yoongi sometimes acted more childish than I did, and his thoughts and actions were more mature than mine, but somehow he was different when we were alone together. Feeling a little embarrassed, I lightly tapped the back of his head and left the room with my bag.
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The reason Hyejin came out today on the noisy streets even though it was the weekend was simple. She came out to take a short break because she had been getting beaten up (?) and had a lot of headaches these past few days. She looked around while slurping down a cold drink at a cafe. All around her were couples, friends, or office workers going to work.
' ..Friend..I must have had friends in the past too..?'
I don't remember them, but I'll think of them someday. Friends. It's been a while since I've been out alone, so I felt good. I found myself humming a tune, and the noisy cars passing by were annoying last time, but today was okay. Then I saw a familiar silhouette in the distance. That...is it...Choi Ji-woo..? A kid who wasn't even an adult yet was riding in an convertible. Luckily, she wasn't driving, but the one sitting in the driver's seat was Seo Jin-ah. But Choi Ji-woo was crushing someone. Maybe...she was either venting her anger or she didn't like her..
' ..what on earth is the reason for leaving it like that..'
On the one hand, I felt bad for him. What could he possibly gain by doing that? I should tell Min Yoongi.
I took my phone out of my pocket and called Yoongi. The familiar ringtone didn't last long. Suddenly, it suddenly hung up, and Yoongi's voice came through. I told him exactly what was happening.
"Hey, are you driving a car without a driver's license?"
"Oh, you didn't know? Even if he gets caught, he won't get caught because of his parents' connections."
'Wow...parents are ruining their children...but...why does that white car look so familiar?'
"There are cars like that everywhere"
Is that so.. I was just trying to ignore it when Seo Jin-ah was driving past me and our eyes met. Why did our eyes meet at that high speed? It was okay to feel bad for a moment.
Beep-
"Ugh-!"
My head was spinning and I couldn't keep my balance, so the coffee spilled and hit the floor.
"Hello? Kim Hyejin, what's wrong? Kim Hyejin!!"
"Ah... ah-..."
You're a broke rascal
" !!! "
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It was winter and I was my friendLee Yu-minIt was while I was playing with him. As it was winter, the days were getting shorter and as the days got shorter, the nights were falling shorter too. I was laughing and playing like everyone else. However, there was someone who broke that fun and happy time.
"Today was so much fun"
"Yeah, except you're bad at games."
We were waiting for the signal to cross the street when we heard a thumping sound and a creepy laugh behind us. We went towards the strange sound and saw a boy being hit on a girl.
"Hey!! If you came here to make money, then just make money!!
Where the hell are you talking nonsense!!! Do you know who I am?!!!"
I couldn't keep watching that scene anymore because that girl was too annoying. I told them to just let it go, and when I separated them, the girl started yelling at me, "What are you doing?" and "The world should go away." She started talking nonsense like, "Don't you know who you are?" and "I'm higher than you."
"I don't even know who you are.
"Just take it easy and go, okay?"
"Hey!! It's Choi Ji Woo, Choi Ji Woo!!
"You broke rascals dare to block my path?!!"
I ignored that and moved the boy to another place, and he got angry again and started fighting while grabbing my hair. Honestly, it hurt, but I don't think he was that good, so I just threw him on the floor. Then he got up again, cursing.
"Hey! Catch him!"
As if she were a robot following orders from Choi Ji-woo, she grabbed Yumin's hair and made her kneel. Her hands trembled slightly, as if she was scared of being held by her hair in the middle of the street.
"..what do you want to do?"
"Hey loser!"
A few girls and guys came at Yumin and started beating her up like crazy. Didn't I stop them? Of course I stopped them. Or to be exact, I tried to stop them. But two big, bulky guys who seemed to be bodyguards came out and subdued me, hitting my head on the floor. Then all I could hear was a groaning sound. I was screaming at them to stop, in front of all those people.I couldn't stop my friend from getting hit
After that, I transferred Yumin to the hospital, but in the end
I will never see you again
I went to the police on the day that Yumin died in the hospital and reported it. But the police scratched the back of their heads as if they were having a hard time. As it turned out, Jiwoo Choi was the daughter of a wealthy family, and they said there was not enough evidence to know what she had done behind the scenes.They said it was just a kid's prank This incident was just covered up
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' ..Jin..Charyeo.. '
Kim Hye-jin, wake up!!!
"Ugh-!! "
The headache was so bad that I fainted. When I opened my eyes, Min Yoongi was in his arms, shaking me awake. The people around me were looking down at me with worried eyes, and as I opened my eyes, people started to disappear from the area.
"Hey, what do you remember again..?"
Bam-..
Hyejin was crying. But this time, something was different. Unlike her parents' memories from last time, there wasn't even a single sniffle, let alone a loud wailing. Yoongi, sensing something was off, gently lifted Hyejin's face, which was drooping deeply, with his finger.
"..Hey..Kim Hyejin, you.. "
Hyejin quietly let her tears flow without showing any expression. It felt like she had let go of everything. She didn't even show a sad expression, but why was she so sad?
' ..I..I also..'
I couldn't do anything..

Those precious lives are dying

When you are in pain
I couldn't do anything
'Oh my god...'
How much more are you going to take?
Hyejin buried her face in Yoongi's arms, clutching the hem of his clothes, perhaps because of the painful memory that came back to her.

It's okay, Hyejin
Yoon-gi's warm hand grabbed Hye-jin's hand, which was trembling like a poplar tree.

