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THE WORST OF EVIL
your eyes, a war,
i don't mind dying in
They met in the somber corridors of the orphanage, two kindred spirits bound by a shared burden of misfortune.
He, with his father's beliefs printed on his back like the rawest, reddest forms of education, and her, with her tired eyes and haunting shades of violet ββ a legacy of her mother's failed attempts to chart her fate, a reminder of a destiny once ensnared by a noose.
Reds and Violets, what a pair they make. Their convergence felt like cosmic poetry, an unspoken elegy, a symphony of tragedies blending in a silent chorus.
Their story commenced with a torn toy ββ a modest genesis to an intertwined tale.
For he was the boy, the rumors painted him as a child of tragedy ββ a narrative shadowed not just by his mother's incarceration but by the accusatory glares that cast him as an outcast among his peers. His days were an intricate balancing act between protecting his younger sister and bearing the scorn of others.
And children, even amidst shared hardships, were often cruel, leaving crevices he couldn't always mend for his younger sister.
Then there was her, a heart tender despite her haunted past. Driven by an innate desire to mend what's broken, a quiet plea to heal the world's wounds in miniature ββ perhaps in an attempt to reclaim a semblance of control over her own fractured self.
In every stitch, in every moment she offered solace to the boy's bruised knuckles and the little girl's bloody knees, she found a semblance of healing, a semblance of control over the chaos that haunted her.
In exchange, he offered an unspoken vow ββ to defend her as fiercely as his own family. Their bond became a sanctuary, a mutual pact where they teach each other the possibility of a gentler world amidst the bruised and bloodied.
Perhaps her mother was mistaken. Perhaps a glimmer of selfishness remained in her rotting bones, even if it stemmed from a heaviness to be good.
And maybe, just maybe, love wouldn't be her undoing after all.
NAM SO-HEE
lovely eyed, death touched
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Bae Joo-hyun as Nam So-hee
Wi Ha-joon as Jung Gi-cheul
Jung Jae-kwang as Kwon Tae-ho
Ji Chang-wook as Park Jun-mo
Im Se-mi as Yoo Eui-jeong
Bibi as Lee Hae-ryeon
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ππππππ'π πππππ: okay, so maybe I seem to be uploading a lot of prologues without starting any of my stories, but I had a lot of ideas I just had to write down you know. it's like a itch. anyway, this will be the last for a while as I have exams in next two weeks and I have to prepare, but I will try to to post atleast one chapter of one of my stories before that if I can get some inspiration to complete my draft. Anyway, yeah, that's that.
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Names, characters, places, plot-lines, and incidents, either are the author's imagination or part of the dailogues from THE WORST OF EVIL, the South Korean television series. Characters in the book might not have the same opinion as you. These are all fictional.
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violence, murder, profanity, past abuse, religion, heartbreak, trauma, and death
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