ORV READERS are so miserable and can't go out to touch the grass, when someone says they need therapy, they way 'ORV IS MY THERAPY!!! ;)' onto your face and then proceed to re-read the angst part of orv (which is like 80%) and overanalyze the heck out of angstiest scenes post it on social media and think 'yep, this will do!!' and go one with their day...
On the other hand, holy fxck you are so right, like yeah I can imagine YJH holding onto Kim Dokja, with his arms strongly wrapped around him, face in the crook of neck whispering apologies and regrets, obsidian eyes with no light he would mutter to himself for hours...the scene of his sword stabbing and penetrating Kim Dokja would replay again and again in his head until he has become numb to the pain...
"It should've been me, not you"
"Kim Dokja wake up, this is not funny"
"Come back like you always do"
The kids would stay by his side, crying and shouting for their parental figure, grabbing onto Kim Dokja's white coat wishing it wasn't dyed in red colour, wishing that the deep hole in chest would stop flowing out...
Lee Jihye would curse out expletives while crying loudly and shaking her master's shoulder as if to snap him out of his painful imagination...
It doesn't work so she shouts "Master! Tell me he'll come back! He can't die like this!"
"Please tell me, Ahjussi will come back?! Right??"
Lee Hyunsung and Jung Heewon would be sprawled on the ground, unable to feel their legs and arms out of exhaustion, their tear-stained faces clear and visible.
Lee Hyunsung's voice would go hoarse with the amount of crying it went through, voice reaching out for the man who wasn't with them anymore, the tears flowing uncontrollably, making no sign of stopping anytime sooner as he gazes at the body with no beating-heart
Jung Heewon's eyes shook with intensity, her screeches scratching her throat as she went crazy, a dreadful feeling pangs her heart and makes her cry out in anger and sadness which can't be measured...
A useless sword..... Her mind tells her that and she has no heart to disagree on that part
'That man was their world'
And they weren't able to save him... again...
Yoo Sangah plops down on the ground, head between her palms as her fingers twitches and grab the hair almost painfully, tears make her eyes blurry as she stares at the man in the white coat in Yoo Junghyuk's embrace, a soft whine comes out weakly like a helpless cry
Not moving and not breathing...
She had failed despite knowing the future...
She had failed to save the man from his death despite knowing that he was going to die! Oh, how useless she was despite having the knowledge of the future.
Han Sooyoung clenches her fist, and the dried up tears become wet again as the tears flow again, she denies the wetness streaming down her cheek and tries to ignore the painful stab in her heart... Why couldn't she see it coming?
She was a 'Writer' for fucks sake, what's the use of being a writer when she couldn't even see this coming?
That bastard! How dare he make her play this role again?
Does that really think she has no feelings of her own?
Does he really think she's so heartless that she would lead everyone to kill him again?
Did he really think that she's an emotionless monster?
Gong Pildu, Cho Youngran and Lee Seolhwa... even the people who don't know much about Kim Dokja lament and weep with the bitter pain seeping in their hearts
The sky above them sees their misery...
A world of voyeurism enjoys and parties as the incarnations who just lost their one and only 'Star' weeps and cry their heart out
Wishing to see their 'Star' once again
OMFG WHAT TEH FUCJ DID I DO?! I SWEAR I DIDN'T MEANT TO WRITE A FANFIC I WAS DOING MY PROJECT!!!! I don't how I wrote it, I just went with the flow omg...
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