I walk down the sidewalk quickly, rounding the corner. I could hear Taemin’s voice calling me out. But I didn’t blame him, though I hadn’t fully enjoyed the idea of it either. It was necessary. The Yakuza used violence. I had to play the part. And I hadn’t left the police station out of cowardice of being guilty, it just felt awkward to stand there with them when they were so worried. I’d have to fix things up with Kibum. If he was in the hospital, he couldn’t do much. Now was the perfect chance.

A/N: You guys have noticed this chapter is really short, congratz^^ lol, I've decided as I close this all up, I want to focus on some of the more main characters (Believe me this keeps the drama from ongoing when my brain gets an idea) I understand some of the other characters POV's are good to have but please enjoy the story as we near the end~

              Kamsahamnida~

                        kpopkey <3