Jay dropped his school bag and rushed to bed. Jake who saw the boy's gesture lazily locked the door because that was Jay's habit after he entered the room. The room is privacy.

The man seemed to let out a heavy breath. Lazily tangled hair. The thick-framed glasses were removed from his face and thrown to the floor. Fiber!

"It's okay if you're angry, don't throw these glasses away. If the glass breaks, it'll be difficult later." Jake said slowly as he picked up the discarded glasses.

"I feel bad for my appa! Can't he understand what I want? Doesn't he feel guilty after what he did to his own mother?" loudly Jay released his anger. Jake dropped his shoulders with a heavy sigh. Then, he rested his back next to his friend.

"I think you have to move on your own, bro. You can't sit with your appa anymore. I'm worried to know. Your appa has the power, he can do anything. What do you say you look for another house? A rental house? As long as you can stay away with your appa."

Jay was silent for a moment. Thinking of something.

"I can't. I know he'll find me too. And I know if I do that, I'll be the victim! He's crazy, Jake! He's crazy! He's out of his mind like us. What's in his head only his power. If I don't take his place, he will chase me to the end of the world. You know that?"

"Try to tell me, why don't you just do what you tell me?" Jake asked slowly and carefully but still managed to make Jay go back in time.

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Flashback

"Appa..."

"You shut up, Jay. This is all your fault too. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have done this!"

Jay was silent, frozen at the end of the corner. He sat hugging his knees with a face filled with tears.

His grandmother's cries that sounded so sad echoed in his eardrums. The look on the old man's face clearly showed that he was in pain.

"That's it. Eomma s...alah. Eomma promise...eomma won't...take Jay away from you." moaned the old woman in a sadistic state.

But his son clearly showed anger. He did not stop kicking and hitting the old woman without mercy.

Just because the old woman took her grandson to her house a little far from the city, in the man's mind he already thought that his mother wanted to take her son away from her.

"You're lying! I can't believe it! You..."

His legs did not stop kicking and kicking the old woman.

"You intentionally took my son away because you don't want my son to be like me!"

The act of cruelty did not stop before Jay's eyes. But the teenager could only remain silent. Close your eyes and cover your ears from being turned on by the feeling of sin.

BANG!

As the sound echoed, Jay slowly opened his eyes. The hand that was shaking violently just got worse and worse. His lips froze unable to utter his voice.

His father was gone for a moment. Her grandmother's whole body was stiff and wet with blood.

Impossible!

Jay ran to his grandmother. The woman's head was in her lap. The old woman's face was pale.

"Come back, Jay. I don't want you to get involved with people like this again,"

Jay was forcibly pulled by his father. Leaving her grandmother's body stiff in the middle of the living room.

End flashback

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"It's okay, Jay. If you want to sit here until you see your mom, I'm fine. But you have to remember. Be careful with your mom. I don't want you to get sick like before," Jake told his friend.

Jay on the silent side. Staring blankly behind the door of his room.

"Can I take you to the bathroom? I want to take a shower first. I'm sweating profusely." Jake changed the subject of the conversation. Jay nodded in agreement.

"Your shirt that you left earlier is in the bottom drawer. You take it, wear it."

This time, Jake nodded. The man immediately got up and went to the closet to get his shirt and a towel. Without waiting long, he went into the bathroom provided in his friend's room.

While Jay was still sitting quietly in his place. He looked at his laptop on the table.

An idea appeared in his mind.

Quickly, the laptop was reached and his Instagram account was opened. The broadcasts of the people he follows are clearly displayed.

Not to forget, the broadcasts of his crush, Han Yoora are also on display.

"Hm, 15 seconds ago. She must still be online,"

Jay looked for Yoora's account name in the direct messages section. Quickly, he pressed the name as soon as he found it. Obviously, the girl is still online.

This is the perfect way for him to start. He had to type something and surely the girl would continue to read it.

Quickly, the keyboard of his laptop typed a message to send to his crush.

Hi Yoora. I don't know if you got the letter that I shared in your locker. If you are reading this, I just want to tell you that I really like you. Can you share your phone number with me? I want to know you better. Bye.

Jay pressed the enter button. And the message is directly sent to whom it is addressed.

To be continued.....