“Three may keep a secret, if two of them are dead.” –Benjamin Franklin, Poor Richard’s Almanac ForewordJongin had a secret that he wasn’t fully aware of until the winter break of his freshman year; 3 months after he befriended Luhan and Sehun, two college freshmen like Jongin himself. A faint whisper that accompanied a secret haunted Jongin, but time passed and Jongin didnt tell anyone what the voice warned him. Although, when he finally had enough of the torture inside his head, it was too late.—Entry for:MONOCHROME :: an exo writing contest. (x) Reviews:City Lights (x)OB·SID·I·AN (x)