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A dreadful, icy silence filled the room.

The raven-haired boy beside me choked back a sob and bit his lip. My heart sunk at the sight; painful needles of sadness and regret tore through my soul. Why was everything going so badly?

If I just... ended this, would it get better?

A rush of heated emotions coursed through my veins as I loosened my grip from Tao's. None of them were crying, no, but maybe they should have been to show that they were still alive. They sat there, frozen in time, as what had just happened begun to sink in. 

I took a step back away from the group. I needed to go do something. As I took another step backwards the maknae turned to me.

"What are you doing? Come here." He reached out his hands in an effort to embrace me but I placed my hand on his chest and gently pushed him back, refusing it.

I spoke as my hand softly ran down his chest and lightly lifted from his torso. With every possible fiber of my body, I stopped myself from kissing him one last time.

"Don't follow me."