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soyoung
                          
the next morning, i walked into the classroom and was being called by mark. "hey soyoung! do you wanna join us play games?" he inquired with a bright smile. i checked to see who he was with, seeing somin made me suddenly didn't have the energy to join but after spotting donghyuck, johnny and doyoung, i shrugged it off and participated.
                          
i sat on the floor beside donghyuck. "are you feeling better?" 
                          
he clutched his stomach. "of course i do, having a severe wound on my stomach is not fucking painful at all." he sarcastically replied along with a sneer.
                          
i rolled my eyes and glanced over at mark. "so, what's the game?" 
                          
"fuck marry kill." johnny explained for mark, a smirk forming on his lips.
                          
on second thought, i wanted to leave this circle they've created because those types of games aren't really my type. but there's no turning back, ahh please don't make this awkward or awful. 
                          
"okay, i'll start!" mark excitedly rose his hand, bouncing on his seat and looking around to aim for his target. "hmm, ahh! somin, fuck marry kill." mark paused and hummed, rubbing his chin as somin patiently waited for the boy to speak. 
                          
"taeyong, doyoung and me!" mark was a bit flustered after saying his own name, maybe because he was curious what somin would pick for him. 
                          
doyoung rolled his eyes after his name got mentioned. 
                          
"can i fuck and marry taeyong at the same time?" somin asked with a nasty smirk, mark who disapproved shook his head briskly. does somin like taeyong? "ugh fine. um marry taeyong, fuck doyoung and kill mark." somin didn't even feel a bit guilty after mark frowned at her words. how could your heart not break after seeing mark frown like that with puppy eyes?!
                          
"fine, um it's your turn." mark lowly spoke. 
                          
"uhh... hmmm, ohh johnny! me, dahye and mark." somin said and johnny replied without thinking, as if he knew his answers already without pondering. "obviously marry mark, fuck you and kill dahye." 
                          
"nice man!" mark clinged close to johnny as they began to cuddle.
                          
now that it was johnny's turn, he immediately looked at donghyuck. "donghyuck, fuck marry kill... umm, haha." he snickered a tiny laugh. "doyoung, jungwoo and me." the option johnny gave donghyuck was difficult, especially because it was people he had slight hatred to. 
                          
"uh... marry johnny, fuck jungwoo and kill somin."
                          
"what the fuck? i wasn't even one of the options!" somin shouted in irritation. her eyes flashed with indignation and anger, much like lightning on a pitch black night. donghyuck sassily shrugged his shoulders as his lips formed into an evil smirk. "don't fucking care, now doyoung." 
                          
"fuck marry kill... dahye, soyoung and that bitch." donghyuck nodded his head towards somin who scoffed and was completely offended. 
                          
i was suddenly scared, scared that my name would be paired up with the word "kill". honestly i wouldn't be surprised if it did, i'm the person everyone barely know anyways. it's just sometimes i get a bit sensitive, especially when the topic includes me. 
                          
doyoung's eyes flattered as he pondered for a few seconds. "fuck and marry soyoung, kill somin." he briefly replied and connected his eyes with mine, then i found myself blushing. 
                          
"stop playing that fucking game." a vaguely infuriated voice filled the room. "it's inappropriate." taeyong commented, we didn't even realize he was standing right behind mark. 
                          
"what the fuck is it with people killing me?! fucking bastards!" somin's holler reverberated in our ears like a clap of thunder, such was her rage and was a roar of pure anger. she quickly placed her palms on the floor and pulled herself up, exiting the room with fury overflowing inside her. 
                          
i know we were suppose to be feeling slightly guilty, but we ended up looking at each other with bloated cheeks, trying our best to keep our laughter in but failed. 
                          
"enough!" taeyong's yell was like a booming bark, it made us jump like scared rabbits every time. i think he liked that. i think it made him feel mighty powerful. "soyoung come with me now." he demandly said with eyes pierced through mine, i shuddered in fear and obliged. 
                          
"we need to go out for food and supplies again, jaehyun's waiting for us outside."
                          
after doyoung heard his words, he idly stood up and ambled beside me. "let's go." taeyong said and tugged me closer to him, away from doyoung who gave him a bewildered expression.