Episode 007: From Pikachu, With Love
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Hyunseung yawns and shifts, trying to find a more comfortable position on the window sill. The window has long since broken, but it doesn't matter; they're so high up that nobody's going to come climbing in the window anyway. Besides, what do they have that's worth stealing?
There's a noise from the room behind him, and Hyunseung turns his head even if the sound is familiar. Comforting, even. Jiyong comes half falling in through the door with its broken frame, flashing Hyunseung a grin before dumping a pile of various items on the dirty mattresses that serves as their bed, couch and dining area. "Good haul today," Jiyong comments, flinging himself down on the mattresses and tearing through the pile. He attacks the chocolate first - where has he gotten that? - then continues with the packaged and processed packets of food that he has managed to steal.
Hyunseung knows he should get over there before Jiyong consumes everything - months, even years without knowing where the next meal comes from has left him with an inability to stop eating once he actually has food - but Hyunseung prefers staying over here. Jiyong's more active than him, he needs the food more. Besides, Jiyong's the one who provides most of their meals, it's only fair that he gets to eat first. He's higher up on the food chain; Hyunseung was never that good at stealing.
It's early December, and it should be cold. Hyunseung vaguely remembers winters as a kid, being bundled up in jackets and scarves and beanies. He remembers being cold, shivering, but it's been years since he felt that way. The large, red sun provides far too much warmth, makes sure that the summers last forever and only burn hotter.
It feels like it's always there, the sun. Hyunseung sits on the window sill for hours every day and watches it. He can see the movements on the surface, can see the ripples and waves and bright spots. He's heard that people have gone insane, looking at the sun for too long. It's like looking into their own end; one day, this sun will kill him, kill everyone.
Hyunseung yawns. Jiyong keeps eating. The view outside remains the same. Hyunseung keeps staring at the sun.
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