*Sshhhwip*

*Slowly pulls thin thread in, and carefully outwards*

*Sshhhwip*

HE'S V!!!!

As I recall the memories of the past, I realize that this boy is none other than Kim Taehyung, or what he prefers to be called, V.

My V.

The boy that talked to me.

The boy that made my heart flutter like a thousand butterflies in a meadow.

The boy that I trusted.

The boy that betrayed me.

The boy that I killed.

*Sshhhwip*

 Funny how I almost forgot about V's body back at the brook from months ago. How did I suddenly forget about him? I'm just glad I was able to find it yesterday. After the dance, I hadn't visited the brook until yesterday. Ah how nostalgic.

I also find it ironic how the first and last time we would ever speak to each other is in the rain. I mean, what are the odds?

As I recall the time after the dance, I remember my mother telling me that the presence of the evil entity had disappeared. She's probably lying to make me feel better. I respect her for that. I can feel the presence everywhere, including inside of me. I can feel the evil entity's presence everywhere throughout my body. Maybe I have become the evil entity?

That would explain why V fell so easily through my scratching. I guess the 18 times the men in robes from the ritual stabbed me in order to prevent any more harm from the venom just cau