*DISCLAIMER*

Hey Guys, so the inspiration for this story came from another person's story. It took place in 1999 and was also about a secret life of Kyuhyun's, however this story was also inspired by a couple of dark apocalyptic and crime movies. I would like to start out with saying though this may seem familiar at first I promise the content is all mine. I don't want to lose this story because a few people might misunderstand, so I must write this disclaimer. I liked the aspect of a secret life, so I went this route, but if you've ever read any of my (now deleted) stories before you know I always have this aspect for Kyuhyun. I like writing this way because I think people (everyone) goes through something dark in their life at some point, and yet a lot of the times no one even notices. This is my reasoning. I hope you enjoy the story.

Paparazzi. Recording studios. Photoshoots. Musicals. Television shows. Concerts.

This is my life now.

Fire. Guns. Masks. Tattoos. Screaming. Death.

No one can know.

The Super Junior members, these crazy hyungs of mine, are my family.

ELF, my fans and strength, makes my job worth it.

DBSK, our friends, brings laughter to our family.

Changmin, my best friend in the entire universe, makes everything better.

But they don’t know the truth. It needs to stay a secret.

The events that happened in August of 2000, only few will know. And fewer remember. Only one truly knows what happened that summer so long ago.

And they know I was there. 

They know my mark.