8. Lonely Pain - 3

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"THERE ARE TIMES, WHEN YOU DON'T RECOGNIZE YOUR ENEMIES AS YOUR ENEMIES."

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"W- who are you?" You yelled with a shaky voice.

"Awww, you don't remember me?" The male voice frowned.

"Let's make you remember~~♥."

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"R- remember what exactly?" You shoke.

"You'll remember eventually~" The male voice said with a disgusting tone.

You suddenly felt hand wrapping around you, trying to pull you from the ground to them. You tried resisting, but the man was much stronger than you were. When he got you to stan up, you felt as he brushed yur mouth with a soft fabric-like material. That's the last thing you remember before passing out.

When you woke up, you found yourself tied into a wooden chair. The chair was placed right in the middle of a completely white room, with nothing else than you, the rope and the chair. That's right, you got kidnapped.

Again.

How can your luck be so bad. You've been kidnapped two times already, and another one was probably coming already, You couldn't see anything because you were blindfolded. (A/N: And I have no idea how she knows that the room is white and empty .)

The only thing that got your attention, was the strong smell of something rotten. The smell was unbearable and it was hard to breathe. You tried shaking the chair but with no luck. You were all alone in the white room. A sudden noise coming from somewhere far away ripped your attention from the bad smell. It was someone's footsteps that were getting closer to you. You heard a door opening behind you, which made you alert of all the things that possibly entered the room.

"I hope you've been a good girl, hmm?" The now familiar male voice said. You could feel a smirk forming on his lips.

"Ah, right, you can't speak, can ya? Stupid me," he laughed and ripped the tape off your mouth.

"What about now?" He continued.

"What do you want from me?" You answered coldly as ever.

"Now, now. Stay calm, I'm not gonna hurt ya. Yet..." He laughed again.

You stayed quiet and moved your head away from the source of his voice. He chuckled and walked closer to your body.

"Are you sad because you can't see anything?" He asked.

"Not particularly, no," You mumbled.

"Well, then you don't mind me taking that off for ya, do you?" He asked menacingly.

"I'd rather keep my eyes closed..." You mumbled quietly, hoping he wouldn't hear you. You were wrong though.

"Well, more reason to ripp it off," He said and ripped of the blindfold.

You were utterly shocked at the male in front of you. It was your classmate, no, bully from high school. You widened your eyes in shock as he looked at you with those disgusting eyes of his.

"D- Dong-Min????!" You panicked.

"Ding ding ding! Correct! You still remember me! I'm glad," He laughed.

"Wh- why are you doing this? I dropped out of high school years ago!" You yelled furiously.

"I know dear. I wanted to say hello to you, personally," He smirked.

Dong-Min was the final reson why you drobbed out of high school completely. He was always bullying you and making fun of you with his group of friends. Everyone loved him for some reason, saying that he was "handsome" and "cool" and "friendly". All of that was a big fat lie. He was never friedly torwards you. Ever since your parents died in an "accident". That was when he started bullying you every single day.

School became torture for you. Every day, you opened your locker to find rotten fruits or random balls of paper in there, ready to fall on your head. Even your desk was full of mean words and drawings. You tried to wipe them off many times, but there were new words and drawings appearing every day, so you stopped trying.

You remember spending a lot of time in the bathroom, eating without anyone and all alone. From time to time, girls would come inside the bathroom and badmouth you behind your back. The only place you felt at peace was the rooftop.

It was the only place you could calm yourself down and think about your family and brother. You even slept on the rooftop sometimes, only to be waken up by Dong-Min and his gang of bullies.

After that incident, you stopped going to school completely, and started looking for a job. At first, it was too painful to even get up from bed, but after some healing, you were able to talk to people a little and have small converstations. That's when you found a cafe and started working there. Of course, you were fired from there just a few days ago, but it was a good workplace.

-Flashback-

You were in the bathroom, eating your cheese sandwich in peace, when you suddenly got a call from the police station. You flinched in one of the stalls and ran to the rooftop to answer to the phone call.

You answered and every dream that you had crashed down immediately. Your life was not complete anymore. The tiny light that was still illuminating your path was completely gone. You had nowhere to go. You were lost.

"This is Officer Song speaking. I'm afraid I have some bad news for you. Could you come and visit the police station as soon as possible. We are waiting eagerly to meet you," He said.

"W- what do you m- mean with "bad n- news?"." You shoke as you tried to speak with your shaky voice.

"It's about your brother. I hope you understand that I can't go into much details right now, and that is why I am waiting for you to come to the police station," He continued.

"I'll come right now, Officer Song," You said immediately.

"Good, see you in a bit, have a good day," He said and ended the call.

You immediately broke in tears after speaking to the officer. You were scared about what could've happened to your brother when you were in school. You were terrified but curious. You grabbed your bag and left the school grounds, running torwards the police station in panic.

When you got inside the police station, you were greeted by an older guy and the guy previously intoduced as Officer Song. He signalled you to sit down in front of his desk and started explaining everything carefully. You had difficulties concentrating on his sentences, as you were crying hysterically in front of him. He patter your shoulder and told that it was going to fine.

It wasn't

"So, as I said, it's about your brother..." He started.