Ren's POV

 

We've been keeping something from you all this time. We're sorry.

 

Yongguk pauses, and the whole atmosphere changes to a serious and heavy one. Everyone's gaze is lowered, it seems like I'm the

only one looking around the room - except for Yongguk, who stares right at me.

 

"We're the same as you. Apart one thing."

 

At first, my brain is unable to process this information. As me? As in, they just lost their lover and feel the same pain as I do?

 

"He doesn't understand." Youngjae states flatly, then his glance searches and finds mine. "We are artificially created, just like you."

Maybe I should be surprised at his statement, but I'm not. Not a tiny bit. I guess a part of me already knew- their blond hair, their

missing auras, the electric sensation when we touch. Now it all makes sense to me. My instincts warned me way before. So that's why I

feel some kind of mysterious connection to those guys- we're the same, and I'm not alone. I space out, showing no reaction at all, and

sweet Zelo misinterprets my non-existent actions.

 

"But hyung, we're still friends, right?" He whines, giving me his best puppy-eyes, which gets him a hit by Himchan who sits beside him.

 

"Don't interrupt, we haven't finished explaining yet." Zelo pouts, throwing me a sad look, but he keeps his mouth shut, squeezed into a

line. Yongguk continues the talk.

 

"As I already said, there's one thing that makes you special and slightly different from us." He points his finger right at my forehead,

almost touching it, but I don't flinch away or anything. "You've got powers, and we don't." Something inside of me twitches. I'd love to

give away those stupid 'powers', they can have them, they ruined my life. I want to be normal. I want JR back. A tear starts forming in

the corner of my eyes.

 

"Look what you did, you made Ren hyung cry!" Zelo exclaims, making his way to me, but he's being held back by Daehyun who grabs

his wrist firmly. He gives the maknae a strict stare.

 

"Get a hold of yourself or you wait outside. We all want Ren to feel better."

 

"Fine." Zelo spits and takes four large steps to approach the door, angrily slamming it shut behind him. I watch him indifferently, the

leader sighs.

 

"The point is, our creators want to see you. They want to know the origin of your abilities." Oh, really? Didn't they already try to find

that out? I believe so. A bitter expression comes to my face. Yongguk places one hand on my shoulder, maybe he wants to comfort me,

I don't know. In a softer tone, he says:

 

"For now, get some sleep. We'll bring you to them tomorrow." I should've screamed, should've resisted, should've fought. Should tell

them that I never want to go there again, ever. But my mouth stays shut. A hand reaches out to help me up.

 

"Come on, I'll show you your room." Jongup says calmly, helping me into my wobbly legs and keeping an eye on me as he leads me to

a free room with nothing but a comfy bed in it. I gladly fall onto it. "Sleep well, and...I'm sorry, too." Jongup whispers, giving me one last

sympathetic smile before carefully closing the door to leave me in the dim lighted room. I don't have problems falling asleep. I don't

care what they do with me, where they bring me- my last thoughts belong to JR, and I pray that at least he is doing well.

 

 

 

JR's POV

 

My phone rings countless times, not even once do I pick up. I do realize that Baekho, Aron and Minhyun must be worried. We decided

to meet today, Vani suggested it. I chuckle coldly. Do I look like I'm in the mood for that? I don't want to see anybody, I refuse to. After

two painful hours, I manage to arise, the first thing I do is closing the stupid curtains to hinder the sun from shining in. Light is bright.

Light is happiness. There's no such thing here.

 

Now I'm curled up into a ball on my sofa, facing the wall. Doing nothing. My tears have dried a while ago, I decide to just wait and let the

days pass by, one after another, because I don't see any value in them anymore. They only let me suffer now that Ren is gone -

forever.

 

The terribly loud sound of the doorbell makes me shoot up, and I groan angrily. Whoever it is, he's unwanted. Nevertheless I fight

myself onto my legs, stumbling towards the door, ripping it open with way too much force than needed.

 

"Who disturbs?" I ask, my voice reeking of annoyance, and probably sounding pretty scary. I don't care. But, against my expectation,

Vani stands before me, eyes slightly widened. She gets a hold of herself quickly.

 

"Hi JR, Baekho told me that you didn't show up at the meeting place, so I stopped by. The boys really worry." She laughs cutely. "They

thought you might be dead since you never skipped a meeting." Dead? Dead would be quite nice compared to what I'm going through.

 

"I didn't feel good." I lie, about to shut the door before her nose, but not with Vani. She stops it with her foot without making a face.

 

"Something happened, am I right?" Her eyes seem to look right through me, it makes me a bit nervous. I roll my eyes, simply going for

the deny strategy, but she enters without permission and steps into my apartment. Looking around every room, she ends up in the

living room, falling onto my sofa.

 

"Where's Ren?" She asks, and studies my reaction, I can feel it. My expression turns sour, hurtful. "Oh dear, it's him right?" Her big

eyes examine me closely, and I fear that she might figure what happened by herself- I don't want her to know. Suddenly, her eyes take

on a soft expression. "You can tell me, you know? I won't tell the others. Plus, I'm a pretty decent listener." I gaze at her, the girlfriend of

my best friend, and I start to understand what he sees in her. Even though I don't know her well, haven't talked to her alone, don't

exactly want to tell her- The words simply slip out. Just like that.

 

"We broke up." I mutter dryly, and Vani gasps, eyes round and big. Then she pulls me onto the sofa beside her, my hands in hers, she

squeezes them tightly.

 

"I- I'm so sorry." Her words are sincere, I can tell, but they don't change anything. They don't make him come back.

 

"Well, it's got nothing to do with you." I mutter, trying to pull away, but she wouldn't let go. I desperately avoid eye contact. In this state,

no one should see me, especially not a girl.

 

"Do you want to talk about it?" I wonder, do I? Guess talking about it wouldn't hurt, it doesn't seem like a bad thing to do if it's Vani. So I

take a deep breath and retell the happenings from this morning, her gaze rests on me, up every word and every sentence till

the end, when my voice breaks. It's silent for a while, and I finally pull my hands away, sitting there, staring into nothingness. Vani leans

back.

 

"There's one thing I don't get though." She says, making a meaningful pause. "Why didn't you directly ask him what he feels for you?"

 

I seriously can't seem to find an answer to that simple question.

 

 

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