Chapter 6 | Cracks

The strength gradually drained from the eyes stained with resentment, anger, and shock. Naeon held his breath, letting tears fall drip after drip. He kept his knees down and leaned against the bookshelf as much as possible. Naeon, puffed up with momentum and quickly shriveled into a balloon, shut his eyes tightly, ignoring the slight pain rising from his throat. Kiwon too erased the earlier commotion and sat back down in the chair. He looked at the small figure, head lowered and not even making a…