Madness
Chapter 2's

It's just a work of fiction. Names, characters, stories/events are mere fictional elements, created by "me" as the author of the story.

The warning! This story is made only as a means of entertainment, not to be practiced or imitated by some elements in it.

Noted: For many reasons I changed the entire story from one published earlier. Thank ye.

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Hoseok was silent, staring at his reflection from the large mirror before him. The entire surface of the mirror broke, cracking badly without falling from the supporting frame. There was only one piece missing from there, which was currently within Hoseok's grasp.

A thick red liquid dripped from the wet end of the hair, even that handsome face was already soiled by the same liquid. Redder. The smell of iron is so thick, of course, because not only the face is dirty due to blood, but the whole body is drenched in blood. The white shirt that Hoseok was wearing along with his short beige pants had been stained red. Changed color than it should

Although, Hoseok did not feel any pain or appear to have any injuries. Naturally, his skin barely even had any scratches except for his chafed temple, and was bleeding from the impact that made the huge mirror crack on its various sides.

Not only once did Hoseok's head hit the glass, but many times.

Strangely, there is not a single bit of regret. The conscience Hoseok had seemed to have disappeared! The 26-year-old man even chuckled when he realized what he was doing. Satisfaction runs through the heart, making his smile grow wider, he is happy. Very, very, very happy, and satisfied.

One barrier has been removed.

Satisfied with what he saw, Hoseok's focus shifted in the other direction. The sweet smile he developed with his beautiful squinting eyeballs.

Really, if Hoseok resembles an angel with such a beautiful smile.

"Jimini."

Hoseok's stranded steps towards the corner of the room, approaching Park Jimin who was cowering in shock to find his lover - the one he loved so badly dead.

The full lips quivered, as well as his body and legs. His joints felt completely paralyzed, unable to move. Let alone to run from the incarnation of the monster that walked towards him, just crawling Jimin could not afford.

"Yoonji-yya." It was the only thing that could be muttered among the shakes of fear. Also pain.

"Sst .. Don't cry." Hoseok hugged Jimin's fragile body, immersing the sweet young man's head in his square chest, while Hoseok's other hand wrapped around Jimin's body. Gently rubbing the trembling back was full of feeling. Trying to calm.

Like an innocent sweet boy, Hoseok was completely oblivious to the fear that Jimin was showing, and that the little-eyed man was trembling, as if not felt by Hoseok. Or maybe Hoseok just ignored.

I don't know.

The pungent fishy scent was thick, Jimin felt like his stomach was twisted, but was powerless to simply push away from Hoseok's larger body. The power he had had been sucked out when he saw the dead expression of the girl he loved. Jimin was overcome with regret and guilt for not being able to do anything while his lover was slaughtered in plain sight.

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