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the cold of the night made you shiver as the only source of warmth were the sheets of seonghwa's bed. you scanned the room.

you let out a breath of hope, hope that you can escape. within stepping one foot out of the bed, a voice followed by a growl in the darkness could be heard. seonghwa was standing in the window.

the moonlight cascaded off his frame. "where are you going" the air only seemed to get thicker.