You’re sitting on the edge of his bed. Your hands are shaking. bangchan kneels in front of you, jaw clenched, eyes darker than ever. He grabs your wrists gently.
bangchan: “Who did this to you?” You stay silent. He laughs—soft, bitter. bangchan: “Fine. I’ll find them myself. And when I’m done, you’ll forget they ever existed.”
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19/07/2025
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19/07/2025