"MINGYU!"

Seungcheol let go of Wonwoo, feeling the urge to kill that old man.

Chan was already crying in Jihoon's arm. "Mingyu hyung!" he cried.

Wonwoo just stood in front of the dead body. He didn't know what to do, all he does was stare at his very best friend, Mingyu.

"Gyu..."

His eyes started to form tears, falling down to his cheeks, to the ground.

"Mingyu..."

Seungkwan had his palm on his mouth, he didn't know what he just saw. "Hyung..."


 

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"It's another scream." Joshua said. "I'm just so curious who screamed that loud."

Joohyeon nodded. "What if it's that man?" she asked.

"That man that dragged us here when we're unconscious?"

"Uhh, obviously?"

"How can he? All he does was breathing heavily." Joshua answered.


 

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"What am I going to do without you?" cried Wonwoo, holding on Mingyu on his arms.

He doesn't care how bloody and dirty he is, he just wants him back.

"How am I going to live...without you?" Wonwoo cried one last time, putting Mingyu on the cold ground once again.

"I will kill that man."

"Wonwoo..." Seungkwan holds his shoulder. "W