"I'm tired...too tired."

"Don't fall asleep yet okay? You can't not now!" a female voice sweaked. 

"I'm...I-" A soft shaking finger was placed over his lips.

"Shh! Junyoung stop talking, okay?"

"Tired." his voice slowed and faded, his chest no longer pumped up and down with air. His big raccoon eyes became souless and lifeless. The young lady wrapped her arms around him her long golden hair covered his and her faces. She weeped and conituned until she was pryed away from him.

Her eyes were red and her cheeks hurt from the facial reactions when crying.She sat lifelessly in the backseat of an police car willing to take her home. She believed that she was alone, for real. 

Later in her year it turned her 18th birthday. A man dressed in a formal black suit suddenly came up to her. She sat in her dim house infront of a cake that said her name. The man kneeled down and proposed an offer.

"Would you like him back?"

Her answer would mean the doom for her planned out life, "Of course."