"DREAMS" Area
The dream 57

Taeyong POVs...

Being born into a family that can be said to be quite, in fact does not make me happy. The treasure has brought disaster to my life. I suffered so much to be born into a family like this.

I was originally just the son of a school cafeteria guard, it turns out to have a rich bokap. And beg*nya I did not know it until the age of I was a teenager. But since my mother killed herself because of the school fire I have to stay the same dog*n that I should call father.

People always thought I was a precious diamond. They adore me so much. Eits, but wait, I don't know. But I guess they just admire my wealth.

The proof, when approaching my birthday a lot of people who suddenly deketin, I. I don't know for what reason. But I can assure you, they would want my money. I wish that the party was fancy. Not very stingy.

For actions that I value excessively make my personality slowly turn cold and indifferent. I just want them to stay away from me. Very uncomfortable if you have to be near someone who wants to doang.

My quiet personality is not just that. Personality is not just formed. There are other things, one of them since my death.

Ever since that incident, I felt that the most precious thing in my life had just left. I feel like everyone I care about is leaving my life. They will leave me someday.

And one thing that always haunts my mind. Do they really love me? Or just because of my money?

I don't know. I don't want to deal with everything that's related to a bad guy like him. Even the kapar*t guy I don't deserve to be called a father.

Oh come on, which man would play with a woman a week after his wife died. Errata, even that wasn't a week after my nyokap departure. I think it was exactly five days and he had a dare to have lunch with the ****** that.

Ohhh mother, why can you fall in love with a dog*n like that?

How ironic. When my little boy whined for candy, I was faced with an absurd sight. Where I see the man who bears as my father is making out with the woman I know as his personal secretary.

Should I call him Dad? I didn't even want to go home after the incident. It feels so tight. But I have no other choice. There is no destination other than to go home.

My days are bad when the man has dared to bring the women of entertainment back home. And next you'll know what happened.

I am rarely used as their servant. Food and drink that I hate to see. It's a product of his pride. The product that made him a billionaire.

Over time everything felt so sick. There is no happiness I get. There are only harsh words that I hear. The man was always angry about the slightest thing. I feel numb.

I forgot what it feels like to be happy. I forgot how it feels to be sad. I forgot how it feels to be angry. Hollowly. There is only the void I get. All those emotions slowly disappeared.

Until I met Jung Jaehyun again. Yeahhh. Besides Haechan, only he knows how I really am. I was even willing to live in hiding for revenge.

My hyperactive beginnings began to move away from the crowd. Everything is gone and it feels so sick. Except that, yeah, I'm just sick of what I know.

But everything has changed since I learned about Jaehyun's disease. With his psycho nature I can carry out the plan that has me and Haechan flanked. Slowly but surely my life is getting better. He is my savior from the ground.

Jung Jaehyun's...

I often teach Jaehyun a lot of emotions. He also supported my changes.

He would be happy if he managed to recognize an emotion. He taught me the same thing. Something I initially pushed hard because I wasn't sure I could. We both benefit each other. I taught Jaehyun emotions and he taught me how to kill without hesitation.

If you think I'm a chatty guy, I'd agree. Because I was originally a chatty person. The little things I talk about.

"Jaehyun don't flatten his face!"

"Jaehyun smiles a little!"

"Jaehyun raises his eyebrows when he gets angry again!"

"Don't just once, stomp your feet twice if you lash again!"

"They'll definitely run away if you smile like a clown"

"Jaehyun don't bend in your body!"

"Jaehyun tried to smile!"

And Jaehyun blah blah blah blah...

But I like that. Jaehyun always liked me so much. It feels adorable, I want to pinch her cheeks. But I want him to be older than me.

People refer to our relationship as a strong friendship. Best friend forever!!! Not going to be separated until anytime.

In fact, I was once again betrayed. If only Jaehyun remained my puppet, I would say if I love him more than anything. I love him as his brother. It's not just the usual friendship. I love him more than I love anyone. Even though I caught on.

Yep, Jaehyun is my special person. I taught him all my emotions and actions. I taught him how to express. And he instilled a feeling in my heart. A taste that people call affection. It's love.

But none of this had any effect on Jaehyun. I think it's just me who's alone. That*l!!!! It is true that people say that "The wild animal has its own instincts, they will pull out its fangs and claws when it feels threatened"

Jae...

You should be thanking me...

Lo where I come home from all this pain Jae...

But why did you destroy the house?

Taeyong POV...