The world you lived in was a world where you had a yearly purge. But this one wasn't 12 hours, no. It lasted for 1 week, starting on the first day of July. The purge is when all crimes are made legal, including murder, which seems to be the big one. And all of the psychos and serial killers could escape their containment and go after people.

Jeongin laid his head in your lap while you two sat on your bed. He sniffled again and you handed him a Kleenex. Your boyfriend came down with a cold a couple days prior to the start of The Purge, and he still had it in the middle of the terrifying week. You were the strongest one now, and it was a lot harder than Jeongin made it look. You had to take care of yourself and your sick, needy boyfriend, which was a task on its own. It was so, so much worse when you were protecting both of your lives at one time. You had like 5 weapons on your nightstand within your reach, just in case of a surprise attack. You were super anxious that someone would break in and take your boyfriend's life and your own then and there. Jeongin put his hand on your knee and looked up at you, sending your anxiety.

It's not like all of my limbs are broken. I can still hold a gun and throw a knife, dork.