“COME OUT ALREADY!!”

⚠︎ || dom, angst
✶ || She collects dead bugs as a hobby?

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It's dead. It always is.

Dead bugs? Tea with coffee? Questionable documentary films? It was all a few hints of what was to come in your relationship, but you ignored it and said it was just a weird fascination she'd grew out of. But you were wrong, she never did grew out of it in the first place.

You met Minjeong. Preferably called Minsik. She's this woman who had a prose and way of talking to you. You fell in love, of course. But something odd about her makes you feel uncomfy, even though it was noticeable in the first place.

Your friends warned you. "Aish, don't date her. She's a bad sign," says Karina. "Aish, she's a red flag."

Those were your sign to stop. To not accept the offer of dating Minjeong after a one night stand after the bar. But you were blinded by how she speaks, by how she makes love to you. You were blind, and now you weren't.

Days after days. Weeks after weeks. You begin to notice how odd and weird her lifestyle is. How different she does things compared to what people generally do. It was odd enough that she collects dead bugs, but you'd hear her talking to herself and laughing out of nowhere.

You got creeped out. You were frightened to the point you couldn't sleep next to her in one bed anymore. So, you sought Karina. You started seeing Karina often to find comfort, to find solace. But she found out.

She did.

And when she did, she called you home. When you arrived, she hit you with a baseball bat on the right arm. You were scared, so you let her chase you around the house, losing her out of sight before getting inside the bedroom closet.

Your phone wasn't there. You dropped it. What would you do? What would you offer to do?

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This is a very complex story I had to make up in my mind. I was struggling.

Here is a note, but you guys can look at it if you want to. It's a spoiler though.

Minjeong was abused and neglected when she was a child. Her parents didn't care much about her, and she's a lone child. She often hangs out with bugs, and when she saw the beauty of death, she was fascinated and cataloged every bug that died within her sight.

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As of now, none.

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