"I'm merely doing my job, Nam Woohyun. Those six, the people that you addressed as friends, they're not supposed to be alive since years ago."

Breath hitched in his throat. Three years ago. The time when all weird things started to happen.

The car accident.

Woohyun's eyes went wide in realization. A year ago.

The fire.

Woohyun brought his hand to cover his mouth as he leaned to the wall behind him. Six months ago.

The fight.

And Woohyun felt the world collapsing around him. He slid down to the floor as tears started to cascade down his cheeks.

            "What's wrong, Woohyunnie?" The voice came out in a teasing manner. Woohyun shook his head, unable to think of any coherent words to blurt out.

            "But it's kind of a pity, don't you think?" The shadowy figure loamed around, inching closer to the sobbing guy.

            "D-don't come closer..."

            "To think that your friends actually sacrificed their lives for you..."

            "I-I said don't come here..."

            "And yet here you are still alive."

            "I SAID STOP!"

            "You are the one to blame."

Silence met his words. The figure noticed Woohyun staring at him with wide eyes, the sobbing died down into simply tears running down his cheeks. 

            "Because you're the one who started it after all," the figure smiled menacingly at the sight of broken Woohyun, pressing himself against the wall as if he could disappear through it.

Woohyun bit his lips. Never in his life he felt as scared. Never in his life he felt so wronged.

And to think that he's the one responsible for his friends death.

His lover's death.

A muffled cry came out of his mouth as his lover's face once again crossed his mind.

The figure leaned closer to Woohyun, forcing the vulnerable-looking guy to look at him. Woohyun closed his eyes, anticipating the figure to finish him this time. But instead, he felt a hand caressing his cheek. Woohyun blinked his eyes open slowly, finding himself facing the shadowy figure in such close proximity.

            "But... Since you've taken my interest... How about I give you a deal..?"

Woohyun blinked away the tears in his eyes.

            "A... A deal..?"

            "I'll give you a chance to change things. I'll let you have your friends alive."

Woohyun looked up at the figure with disbelief written all over his face. "You... You're just messing around with me..."

            "Am not. I will send you to the past, and you'll have to do anything you can do to pay off your sins. Depends on what you do, your friends' future might come out differently."

            "And in exchange of that..?"

The figure forced Woohyun to stand up and pressed the shaking guy to the wall.

            "You'll have to do the job all alone," the figure smirked once again. "For any blood and tears you shed, I do not take any responsibility upon that."

            "T-Then..?"

            "And I don't take responsibility upon your life."

Woohyun looked away from the shadowy figure to his hands. Heart beating wildly against his chest as he felt blood rushing to his head.

He was the one responsible for it.

He was the one who killed them.

And he's ready to die.