[ Without Kitae, Insik had an entire life ahead of him. He was going to get 100s on his CSAT, and he was going to get into the best university money could send him to, and he was going to make a difference. He worked hard to balance his studies between being mercilessly beaten by Kitae and forced to do Kitae's work for him. He had plans for himself, and all he needed was to wait out Kitae's torment for just a little longer. A little longer, and he'd never, ever have to see this stupid, ugly face again.
But the thing about plans? They're just plans. They aren't predictions, they're not realities, they're just stupid little roadmaps inside your head about what you hope to one day maybe achieve. Insik planned to make something of himself, but he didn't. Kitae plans to escape, but he won't. Plans don't mean a thing.
He goes back to ignoring Kitae, chewing on his thumb. The nail is already gone, and he gnaws directly on his own skin. ]
What time is it?
Night time.
It's not dark enough.
There's more lights here.
[ He doesn't stop pacing, and purposefully ignores Kitae. ]
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But the thing about plans? They're just plans. They aren't predictions, they're not realities, they're just stupid little roadmaps inside your head about what you hope to one day maybe achieve. Insik planned to make something of himself, but he didn't. Kitae plans to escape, but he won't. Plans don't mean a thing.
He goes back to ignoring Kitae, chewing on his thumb. The nail is already gone, and he gnaws directly on his own skin. ]
What time is it?
Night time.
It's not dark enough.
There's more lights here.
[ He doesn't stop pacing, and purposefully ignores Kitae. ]