“V-ah,” a voice called for him, “You should get in now, curfew is in five minutes and you don’t want Mr. Son to see you out here,”

“Just a minute, hyung,” he says as he stared at the ocean before him, gripping at pure white railings on the balcony, “It’s suffocating to be in there,”

“Your room is full of your element,” the voice softly says, “It’ll sooth you up,”

“But I don’t like my element,” he closed his eyes, “I don’t like having these, hyung,”

“Why?”

“It reminds me too much that I’m only a weapon for them,”  

Water.

He can only remembered drowning in a lot of water, salty and deep blue in color. 

He tried to swim to the surface, but it was futile. 

His body felt like rock. 

He can slowly feel that he's losing himself.

The sound of rattling wings disturbed his mind.

"V-ah, you have to wake up,"

Who.. Who are you?

"Please wake up V-ah, we need you," 

What do you mean you need me?

"V-ah, save us,"

Why are you calling me V?