? ?? kyung-jun x oc (love triangle with kim jun-hee)
? [loading...] ?? ????? Kim Minji and Kyung-jun are exes , who broke up in a violent way , but what will happen when they have to survive together at a deadly game ?
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"Morning has come. Jin Da-bum is dead. Jin Da-bum was the mafia."
"Choi Mina has been executed by the mafia. Choi Mina was a civilian."
Minji's eyes fluttered open, her body aching as if she had been crushed under the weight of the night's horrors. The heavy scent of blood choked the air, metallic and suffocating.
The door—the one she had desperately tried to open last night—stood ajar, its wooden frame splattered with crimson. Her breath hitched as she took in the gruesome sight beyond it.
Jin Da-bum lay lifeless on the floor, his body twisted unnaturally, his eyes still wide open in a permanent stare of shock.
And then—her heart nearly stopped.
Kyung-jun.
He was slumped against the wall, shirtless , his body drenched in blood. His breaths were shallow, his face pale.
"Kyung-jun!" she screamed, stumbling towards him, falling to her knees at his side. Her hands hovered over his wounds, trembling, unsure where to touch, what to do.
His lips curled into a weak smile. "Minji..." His voice was hoarse, his body shaking from the cold creeping into his bones.
His bloodied hand lifted, threading shakily through her hair, as if memorizing the feel of her one last time. "That bastard... stabbed me... tried to kill me... but I got him first... before he could." His breath hitched, his fingers tightening slightly. "It's not my fault, right?" His voice cracked—vulnerable, desperate.
Minji felt tears burn her eyes. "No—no, my love. It's not your fault." Her voice trembled as she ripped a piece of cloth from Da-bum's uniform, pressing it against Kyung-jun's wound in a desperate attempt to stop the bleeding.
She could feel him growing colder under her touch.
"Stay with me, Kyung-jun."
But even as she pleaded, she wasn't sure if fate would listen.
Minji pressed the cloth against Kyung-jun's wound, her hands trembling as his blood seeped through her fingers. The warmth of it sent a cold, sinking feeling through her chest.
"Stay with me,please love" she whispered, her voice breaking.
His eyelids fluttered, his breathing weak but still there. He managed a tired, painful smile as he reached up, his fingers barely brushing against her cheek. "Minji..." His voice was so soft, so fragile. "You're crying."
"Of course, I am!" she choked out, gripping his hand as if that alone could keep him tethered to her. "You're— You're bleeding so much, I—" Her voice cracked, her shoulders shaking. "I can't lose you."
