I must be crazy. I shouldn't....I couldn't.... I wouldn't... I can't believe I just did that. I throw my phone across the room. Looking around, feeling scared. I cover my ears and my eyes. But the footsteps now are closer, and I act like nothing happened. I grab my phone and slide it under my bed. And I act like nothing happened.

I'm Han Nabi. That's all you can know about me. My identity is hidden. People know me as Nabi but I have a past that involved me to change my name.

"Han Nabi."

"Yes I am here."

"Get off the bed."

I obey immediately and jump off the bed. The man glares at me with his cold eyes. I look down at my uneven pointing feet and he asks, "Have you been in contact with anyone lately?"

I shake my head as fast as I can, lying. He grabs my shoulder and pulls me close. I gulp in response and he looks straight at me in the eyes. I can't falter at this moment, because I can't lose. That man is a monster.

He shuts the door and locks it. He makes his way towards me, wrapping his icy cold hand around my waist. I can't say anything nor stop it, as it is against the rules. The instructor says, "Even if I do this, you won't spill?"

I bite my lip and reply, "I am telling the truth sir."

He then kisses me passionately, and I urge him to stop by pushing him away. He smears a killer smile on his face as I back away. He pins me against the wall and kisses me again with my arms pinned. He focuses on trying to make me open my mouth but I resist. I kick him in the balls and he immediately releases me from the horrendous punishment. He falls to the floor and glares at me.

He shouts, "What the fuck is wrong with you?!"

I reply back with anger, "You have been harassing me without my permission for the past 4 years. I don't deserve this from a man like you!"

He stands up and slaps me on my face. He grabs my hand and pulls me close and look straight at me. He says, "You dare open your mouth again...."

His hands furiously move toward my neck, choking me. I gasp and wheeze in frustration, wanting to be free. He releases me and adds, "You will never see day light again."

He slaps me once more on the face. I fall onto the floor as the impact is quite strong, and he leaves the room. I sit on the cold, wooden floor. Writing the initials JW on the floor again, I think, "I need you Wonwoo. The Misfit Disciplinary District.... It is impossible surviving..."

I bury my face behind my hands and cry softly. I mumble it over and over again, "I need you Wonwoo. Save me Wonwoo. I need you Jeon Wonwoo. Save me Jeon Wonwoo. Your voice is still the same."

I listen to my old memories of the warm, cold honey-like voice of Wonwoo. His handsome features, making his appearance shine even more. Not knowing that I am thinking of him again, I wipe my tears away slowly.

I touch my face and wince in pain, knowing that now my face is bruised. I inch closer to the mirror to check out my bruised face. The face looking at me, it didn't seem real. My emotions are getting the best of me, right now.

As I slowly start to cry again, the words repeat in my head, "I will return Nabi ah. I promise."

I laugh in frustration and shouts, "RETURN?! My ass, it's been 8 fucking years and I'm still here!!!"

I stand up weakly, and fall onto my bed. The slap hurt my face yet something greater had hurt me.

The ignorance of Jeon Wonwoo....

He seems like he didn't remember me.....

What happened to that bastard?

I feel myself trembling, as I approach my broken state. Gripping onto the useless "warm" blankets, I bury my body under it, creating a cocoon. The raindrops have stopped early in the morning, and I liked listening it, as it satisfies the coldness of my soul.

After he left and left me a white lie of a promise....

I never want to see that asshole again.

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