http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SsjbpIk_in4

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You became anxious and impatiently tapped your foot. Night had already fallen and Jaejoong wasn’t back.

“Let’s go. Jaejoong will be here.” Yoochun called.

You heard a gunshot and your eyes widened *No…* You headed for the mountain.

“No-“ Yoochun grabbed you but you twisted away and ran. Yoochun, Junsu, Yoochun, and Changmin looked at each other and nodded. They would search together with you. It was dark but you wouldn’t give up. You didn’t stop even when the sun was starting to come up.

“…Guys.” Yoochun whispered.

Your heart dropped like a rock. You ran down the hill, not caring if the branches scratched your hands and face. You skidded to a stop. You crumbled at the bottom. There was Jaejoong. Eyes closed. Pale. Not breathing at all. Blood was crusted around his open skull. You felt sick to your stomach. You crawled over and put your hands on his non-beating chest. Tears falling down your cheek, you shook him. *No, Jaejoong oppa. NO!* You opened your mouth and squeezed your heart-wrenched throat

. That’s when your first sound in so many years came out. But it wasn’t a pretty one. It was miserable, distressful, and aching.

You bawled so hard until you couldn’t cry anymore. You put your hand to your chest and sobbed, “AHHHHHHHGGGGGG!!!” *He’s really gone now. He’s really dead. He won’t be in my life anymore.* His friends started to tear u