(This chapter was inspired by a poem my friend Raynette wrote, so I'm dedicating this chapter to her)
Yang Tae Yong’s point of view
I don’t remember the last time I went to school, I don’t even remember the last time I left home. I don’t know what today’s date is or what time of the day it is
The dark and heavy curtain blocks out everything, the sun, the sky, the moon, It blocks me from the outside world and all I have done for the past- I don’t know - days maybe is lay on my bed and be truly alone
That’s what someone like me deserved
Someone like me who isn't able to love in a healthy way, someone like me who was constantly hurting the people they loved the most and betraying their trust - this was what I truly deserved
To be alone in this cold house at least my parent’s are happy
