The Last Time I Saw L.Kim

L.Kim x Lee Sungyeol

horror/drama

This story was inspired by a short film that I really liked.

You may be a little confused while reading. But I want the reader to understand. I think it's not difficult to understand (maybe).

In the

horror

This has a warm and cute corner.

Which we really like this feeling. But it may not be conveyed well or not good enough. I really apologize.

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The Last Time I Saw L.Kim  ( L.Kim x Lee Sungyeol )

The last time I saw L

I'm a coward.

Inside the medium-sized European-style brick building, glass panes surround the building, allowing light to pass through to make the air clear and comfortable for the residents. At first glance, this place looks just like any other house in the suburbs. Surrounded by nature like a normal house, except this is a big house where we all live.

All those annoying cowards

I walked alone in the darkness, the trees big and small spreading their branches endlessly. Moving in the direction of the wind, the loud noises of those leaves added to my fear, as well as the hoarse screams calling out to me. and follow everywhere

It was a medium sized square room, and an elderly young man in a white coat slightly shifted his glasses frame before calmly asking a question to the young man in a red and black plaid shirt in front of him.

“Is this why you refuse to socialize?”

“I don't waste time on these matters.” A stretched smile spread across his face.

“Is that what you believe?”

psychiatric institute

A place where my family sent me to heal my sick mind because I liked to talk about ghosts every day until they got fed up and thought I had a mental problem, but what they didn't believe. It's not that it doesn't exist. What I found It's beyond your imagination every night when darkness falls.

They will hunt and let out hoarse screams that can be heard in all directions. Follow you guys. Looking at you from far away and calling only you

I call that ... a nightmare.

Before the sound of the call disappeared as the sharp knife cut into his left arm.

I should stop talking about ghosts.

But life in this institute turned out to be more colorful than expected with all the strange people walking around in chaos. And everyone is a coward.

A large sofa stood in the middle of the room and a thin woman sat on it, so thin that her bones could be seen. His arms and legs were small and ugly, and he was watching a TV program anxiously, along with three or four cowardly people sitting on the next chair.

A box of cookies was held in front of the woman before she uttered a very friendly invitation.

“Aren't these caterpillar cookies sweet, pretty one?”

"..." I crouched down next to her, but she just looked at me with calm eyes and didn't respond.

"Oh..but you're losing weight."

“You bastard,” she cursed before getting up and leaving.

Huh?

With this, the large, comfortable sofa was mine before I sat down and changed the channel from the stupid comedy show. No matter how many times I watched it, it only made me annoyed, especially the eyes of all the cowards who looked at me when the television channel was changed.

“What's the problem?!” I yelled at the people, who just remained silent and turned my attention back to the TV screen.

Huh.. Those cowards.

A loud rattling sound came from the room as I walked in front of the unlocked door and a slender man appeared. Height seems to be a little shorter than mine. But his muscles and thickness were more substantial, making him look like a big man, taking things out of his backpack and arranging them. The loud music coming from the headphones that he had stuffed into his ears made me standing in the front of the room very afraid that his eardrums would have a problem.

“Hi,” I greeted, but the figure was still only interested in his own food.

“What are you listening to?”

"You're Al?"

“I'm Sungyeol.”

"pleased to meet"

No matter how hard I tried to speak, the other person never seemed to turn his attention even though I walked closer to him. He also extended his hand hoping to get to know him. But received only a dismissive gesture in return.

I really doubt there is an ear problem.

And there must be a problem with my eyesight as well, where I can't see my hands.

I stood and looked around, concealing my eyesight, and stumbled upon a notebook with solid black lines that was spread out on the other side of the bed, which was L's, before walking in and picking it up to look at.

“Beautiful drawing..” Before I could touch it, the owner of the work grabbed the notebook and closed it without paying attention to me.

Hey! Let's keep a straight face and be proud.

A smile was pressed against the corner of his mouth before he walked out of the room.

Amidst the darkness, I kept walking. Even though the sound of that call still rings in my ears Even though I tried to walk away, it still followed me. along with dozens of pairs of eyes looking from somewhere

The sound of pencil scraping against paper became more frequent and never seemed to stop, and the bright light from the small lamp on the cabinet between the two beds woke me up.

L was still sitting on the bed and moving his pencil around annoyingly.

“Can you please turn off the light?” I turned around and went back to the other person who was just drawing and not paying attention to others when there was no response from him. So I reached over and turned off the lamp before going back to sleep.

All at once

The lantern that had been turned off a moment ago was turned on again thanks to L's hand.

I reached up and turned it off before going back to sleep.

and

All at once!

It's bright again

and

All at once!

again

I grabbed the lamp and pushed it until it fell to the floor. L stared at me angrily.

“It's late. Stop turning on the lights and making loud noises!!!” I shouted at the other person, equally angry. But L didn't say anything, just stared at my face and breathed heavily. I went back to sleep before falling back into the same deep slumber.

I woke up again at almost dawn because of the loud moaning in the throat of the person next to me. L's twisted posture and tortured moans made me unable to look away and stare at him for a long time.

The voices still call out everywhere.

And I'm alone in the dark

to find someone

The large sofa in the center of the living room was watched by the person who had moved in yesterday. I walked closer and sat on the next chair near him.

“Did you sleep well last night?” I asked.

“..” But as always, there was no response.

“You saw it too.”

“..” I looked at L's reaction, who was still sitting still and not speaking, but his hand was holding the remote tightly, which easily drew a smile from me.

"I don't want you to be intimidated, but every time I sleep, you know..."

“I walked into the deep forest…”

“Where I…” I trailed off before leaning closer to the other person's ear. Whispering hoarsely, “.......Nightmare.”

L turned and stared at me, wide-eyed. Their faces were so close that they could feel the other person's irregular breathing, causing me to put on a cold smile before L got up to leave with a look of complete irritation.

Huh?

And the big comfortable sofa became my property.

The sound of the barnacles still resounded in my ears.

The door to the shared bathroom slammed open and closed before a tall, slender figure sat down on the toilet seat. Hands trembling, he bent down to pick up the blade he had hidden under his shoe before rolling up the left sleeve of his cream-colored sweater. The poor man saw several long scars, but he paid no attention to them. His body was still trembling before the hand that held the blade pressed down on the newly dried wound until blood dripped out.

Bang!

click!

The sound of the bathroom door opening shocked the people inside, causing them to accidentally let the blade in their hand fall to the floor. L looked at Sung Yeol who was trembling, before smiling. A long hand quickly reached out and closed the door before locking it.

“Why did you come in?!” A sweet voice shouted at the person standing smiling softly outside, angry and embarrassed at the same time. Damn it!!

“I didn't know you were here,” L said before bending down and picking up a reflective silver item on the floor of the room.

“Get out of my head!!!” The tall man shouted. before pulling out a tissue to wipe up the blood

L squatted down and thrust a blade stained with a small amount of red liquid through the gap in the bathroom door below, causing the other person inside to grab the blade and forcefully open the bathroom door. I walked past and bumped the shoulder of the person standing smiling in front of the bathroom in frustration.

A hundred days and a thousand years, he never spoke, but today he stood back and smiled when he saw that he was hurting himself.

Totally crazy.

Long-legged, he carried himself into the room and sat down on the side of the bed, covering his ears with both hands.

The screeching sound that was ringing in his ears refused to go away until some of his body couldn't stand it. A slender hand reached out and opened the drawer next to the bed before pulling out a glass containing several yellow sleeping pills, concealing his vision and stumbling upon a drawing book. A crimson-colored book lay motionless at the end of the drawer, and a slender hand didn't hesitate to pick it up and open it to look at it curiously.

About the picture he saw the other day.

and symptoms of L-Kim

Dark black image drawn with pencil 2

B

There appeared to the eye the image of a dense forest with sprawling trees and a path in the middle. In front of it was a full moon that shone brightly in the darkness.

The next face was a strange shadow with a veil covering its entire body and a distorted, eyeless face staring at him, and several faces that were all too familiar to him in that place.

As if another person

Had the same nightmare as him.

The sound of entering the room made Sungyeol take his eyes off the notebook in front of him and stare at the new arrival with a mixture of shock and suspicion. Many questions filled his head.

“What does this picture mean?”

L frowned when he saw Sungyeol busy with his notebook. His anger flared up for no reason. He rushed towards Sung Yeol who jumped up to face L. He walked and slammed his feet towards Sung Yeol who walked away until he was close to the wall. A cold, thick palm was sent to touch the slender neck in anger, pressing deep into the throat until it was excruciatingly painful.

Sungyeol frowned in discomfort, he couldn't breathe. Their eyes continued to stare at each other without moving anywhere. But his consciousness seemed to completely shut down as L increased the pressure on his throat until his breathing became even more difficult. Some hands tried to push the other person as far as he could as he was about to suffocate.

L released his hand and ran outside. causing the tall man to sit on the ground and cough hysterically.

He knew L's condition.

And I am alone in the dark looking for someone.

Someone to take me away

All day today L avoided me.

In the afternoon, I went out to play basketball to relieve boredom like I always do. When I'm bored, there's no one to play with, so I play alone. My dream is to be a world-class basketball player. Because of his long legs and tall stature, he was always chosen to be a school representative athlete since childhood.

The sound of the orange ball hitting the ground was frantic throughout the entire field, not caring about the hot afternoon sun before the ball was sent to hit the pad with a loud noise and bounced off the field and rolled to a stop in front of the newcomer.

L bent down and picked up the basketball and held it still. When I walked closer, he threw the basketball back to me without saying anything. I picked it up and held it for a while. Staring at another person who made a fussing gesture as if he wanted to say something, but didn't say anything out of annoyance, so I turned back to bouncing the basketball before setting up a shooting position.

But as soon as the basketball was out of my hand, the person behind me ran up and grabbed it before it could hit the L-pad. He tapped the basketball on the ground a few steps away from me and smiled defiantly.

Huh?

It would be ten lifetimes too early to compete with Lee Sung Yeol.

The small-scale competition continues, winning some and losing some. But it caused a lot of laughter from both of them on the field. Even though they didn't talk much, they felt a lot more happiness and fun than before.

Importantly, he knew that

How good is L at smiling?

The sun set behind the horizon and darkness settled in once more. But tonight was different from every other day. The room was still lit by the light from a medium-sized flashlight shining on the floor.

“Ah, you lost again, what?” Sungyeol yelled as the last card in L's hand was lower than his. After dinner, they played together for dozens of rounds. But every time the person who loses is Sungyeol.

“Are you cheating?” L smiles at the corner of his mouth until a slight dimple can be seen on his cheek, but he doesn't say anything, leaving Sungyeol to rant on his own like a bear eating bees.

“Play again, I'll be the one to shuffle the cards.” L didn't say anything but gathered all the cards and handed them to Sungyeol, but in the end the result was the same. Sungyeol lost without a doubt.

"Oh, I'm not playing," he shouted before throwing the cards in his hand onto the floor and picking up a flashlight to look at the other person's face in thought.

“Sometimes you need to get some sleep, you know,” Sungyeol said.

“Because of that I have to use sleeping pills,” Sungyeol said because he often saw L turning on the light and drawing loudly every night and not sleeping. He knew it was painful.

“Why did you cut your own arm?” L didn't answer, but changed the topic to his own business. His face didn't smile like it had at first.

Sungyeol looked at his left arm before gently caressing the scars, “Because of the pain. It will make you feel like you're still alive.”

Sungyeol responded with a smile that didn't look sweet, but rather cold. Looks like he's mocking. L just stared at him without saying anything. Silence enveloped the both of them until Sungyeol reached out and picked up a crimson-covered sketchbook and opened a picture before placing it on the floor.

"What is it"

L was silent and stared at Sungyeol before answering in a long, hoarse voice, like he was mocking Sungyeol that day.

“...Dream...bad.” Sungyeol smiles in satisfaction. L averts his eyes before reaching out to pick up the instant coffee can on the head of Yong's bed. He goes to fill his mouth with it, but a slender hand stops him.

"Don't eat it!"

“You have to sleep tonight.” His eyes flashed with excitement, like a small child begging for a snack from his mother and receiving a gift as well.

Why"

“I want to see them.” Of course, Sungyeol was a mentally challenged person. He kept talking about ghosts and nightmares until everyone was fed up and sent him here today as well.

He had experienced this in his nightmares in that place that L had drawn, but one thing he had never seen was the feeling of dozens of pairs of eyes staring and he believed L could make him see.

Knowing that L will suffer as well

“It won't work.” L casts a hard look at Sungyeol with a grimace on his face.

"Don't worry," he said, reassuring L that he was afraid and agreed to sleep. He held out the flashlight in his hand for the other person to see and smiled the widest he had ever done to tell the other person that he was always with him. L will be fine.

It had been more than three hours that L had been asleep and nothing seemed to happen. He was exhausted from the afternoon's activities, causing Sungyeol's eyelids to feel heavy and his throat to become erect. Not before folding it onto his shoulder, the torch in his hand fell to the ground and was extinguished by the exhaustion of the coals contained within.

As dawn began to break, a hoarse, uncomfortable moan came from the bed next to him, causing Sungyeol to wake up. The sound continued to get louder and louder until Sungyeol was startled. He completely forgot that he had to sit and watch over L who was sleeping. Staying and waiting for the light, slender hands searched for a flashlight that had fallen on the floor. Tried opening it several times but to no avail.

The moans and cries continued to get louder and louder with discomfort and torture. Sungyeol looked left and right anxiously before running to open the curtains to let in the light outside.

Light shone on L's body. The strange shadow in the painting turned to look at him with fierce, pitch-black eyes that looked frightening, as if ready to swallow anything at any moment. Staring at Sungyeol with murder in his eyes, he was so agitated that he couldn't do anything. Grab the basketball next to the bed and throw it at the bird.

“Get out!” The shadow disappeared as the basketball touched it, as if they didn't even exist. Sungyeol jumped over to the side of L's bed, who was still asleep, staring at the shadow slowly disappearing. With a trembling body

he is afraid

You coward.

Sungyeol looked down at L's naked body with mixed feelings. His hands quickly picked up the nightie on the side and put it on for the other person. Lifting up the blanket that was piled up at the end of the bed and covering it up again before falling back to sit on his own bed, he rubbed his face vigorously, exhausted, and stared at the figure that was asleep in a deep slumber, showing no sign of it. will wake up

He shouldn't have done this.

If L didn't wake up, he would definitely not forgive himself.

I've been searching for someone to take me out of this darkness. I saw only a shadow passing by many times, but then I couldn't find him... Silence reigned again, so quiet that you could hear the unceasing cries and the wind that blew harder and harder until you felt chills.

I turned my back to the moon in front of the darkness that made me see nothing. and the eye sockets were blurry, nothing appeared except dried red liquid, there were no eyes.

The morning continued as usual. L and I didn't talk much. I watched him brush his teeth after he brushed himself.

“I.. saw them.” L paused before giving him a fierce look.

We didn't speak to each other after that and he seemed angry.

Playing basketball in the afternoon was not very smooth. L kept his head down and played without any interest. The game progressed with high emotions, he hit me many times until I felt irritated.

What the hell is wrong with you!

I tried to snatch the ball back but was hit again and fell down. L stopped slightly. Shocked look He walked towards me and held out his hand in front of me. I took his hand and stood up. Brush away the dirt that follows you.

“Sorry,” L said.

Screaming loudly amidst the violent wind that never seemed to stop.

I woke up in the middle of the night again because of the same dream that still haunted me. The room was still quiet as usual and nothing happened. I looked down at the digital clock on the side table.

Three in the morning

Before lying down again, but then a loud, uncomfortable moan sounded as usual. I turned to look at the two shadows crawling past L. He placed his palms around L's throat before pressing both fingers into the center, causing a suffocating moan that filled the room.

I got up without forgetting to grab the blade I had left in the corner of the drawer, hoping to cut into the shadow. But they were quicker, flicking their hands and sharpening their nails on my left arm, over the old wound until it was dripping with blood, before crawling along the wall of the room and remaining there, not going anywhere.

I was so scared that I couldn't do anything.

I don't know what to do to protect this person.

He could only stare at the figure lying on the bed, alternating the folds of shadows that stretched across the walls and ceiling of the room without disappearing. Decided to walk over to L's bed before lifting the blanket and slipping himself under the blanket. At that time, what I felt was that it would not approach me, but only L. If I stay with L...L will be fine.

I thought like that before I wrapped one arm around him and looked at L alternating with those shadows.

L moved his hand to hold my arm like a return hug..

before the shadow slowly disappears

I could only let out a sigh and tighten my embrace more than before.

I already know...

How to help him

As the cries gradually disappeared, the darkness and thick fog began to lift. I saw some people standing at the other end as if they were waiting for me to approach them.

A light, ticklish touch on my upper arm demanded that I wake up from my slumber with a stinging itch as the drowsiness still hit me. Blurred vision, blinking rapidly to see more clearly.

L was lying in front of me, his eyes and fingers still staring at my wound. The blood stains were dry, but there was still a slight sting from the fresh wound.

I stared at L until he left the wound on his arm and stared at me.

The entire room was silent for a long time, no one uttering a single word, not even hello or good morning.

It was so quiet that I could hear something echoing in my head.

Grrr..

"Oh wow," came the voice of the aunt nurse at the institute. She quickly closed the door and walked out of the room when she saw us all sleeping on the same bed and staring into each other's eyes like this. L, shocked, immediately stood up and stood by the window without paying any more attention.

“Ha ha ha!” I let out a mocking sound. His aunt's face was really funny when she saw us.

“Haha, oh, I was so shocked.” I still couldn't stop laughing.

“Are you okay?”

L continued to stare out the window without any reply at all.

“Are we safe?” I kept asking but got nothing in response.

Today everything is fine and many people leave when their symptoms improve. I'm with L all the time, even when we sleep together. His condition is gradually improving. Every night passed as usual, the same things happened over and over, but L didn't let out the same painful, uncomfortable moans again. Everything was going well.

until

today

But then that shadow disappeared in front of me. No matter how much I ran after it, it had no effect... I was still alone in the darkness and these calls could never go out.

I entered and sat in the same medium sized rectangular room that I came to on the first day. In front of me was the same old man wearing a white coat. He adjusted his glasses slightly before speaking.

“It's time to go back.”

“Eh? ..What does that mean?” I suddenly jumped forward.

“I can let you go home.”

"but.."

“Doctor, you have been here for a long time and there is no need for any further treatment.”

I was silent for a moment, concern evident on my face.

"So...what about...L?"

"We will take care of....."

“But L wants me,” I argued loudly. Now it's getting better. L is about to disappear. It was clear to everyone that they couldn't let him go and leave L alone like this.

"I know how to cure him."

“The doctor knows that you guys are close and friends must be able to help each other. But Ms. L's case is so delicate, it's too dangerous to trust anyone other than a doctor.”

“I hope Mr. Sungyeol understands.. The doctor has already called your parents to come pick you up.”

The doctor walked out of the room and silence once again enveloped the room. I was stunned, shocked, and saddened to the point that I couldn't say anything and had no strength to move. Even to get myself out of here I'm so tired

I live here every day fed up with my symptoms and my actions. Until one day, someone like L came in. He's like me. He's all alone. He has no one. I understand those torments. Those nightmares are haunting us and we're not going anywhere.

But one day it's going to go away. It's going to go away if we're together with him. No, everything is going well but he's leaving L to face it all alone behind.

I lived a normal life like a normal person in high school.

Back to being the same as before, lonely, alone.

And the sound of calling in my ears has not gone away since the day I stepped out from there.

He doesn't deny how much he misses that person.

A long stick was thrown forward until the glass in the bathroom shattered and fell all over the floor. Every bathroom door was kicked so hard that a loud sound was heard everywhere. along with me letting tears flow without thinking of stopping them

I couldn't do anything at all.

I can't even go back to him.

I sat down against the bathroom wall and let the cowardly tears flow down my face. Shards of glass strewn across the floor were picked up and pressed against old wounds. He held his hand back and moved it down to his wrist before pressing down slowly.

But I

I'm really a coward.

Shards of glass fell on the floor and for who knows how long, the weak man let tears flow down and wash away everything within him before a loud noise and teachers from the school rushed into the bathroom.

The last time I saw L...

The doctor gave him a sleeping pill and he ate it.

end.