Sulli was bright. Her attitude was lovable, caring, and desirable. She was a plushie with soft emotions and eye-catching smiles. Her white skin and enthusiastic features made Sulli what she is now. Everyone loved her. She was happy, joyful, and optimistic.

Jinri was dark. The opposite of Sulli. Her attitude was dark, depressed, and unwanted. She was a rock with harsh emotions and dark eyes. Her white skin scarred in injuries and her skin trembled in depression. Nobody knew about her. She was sad, angered, and pessimistic. The only difference? She was trapped inside of Sulli's soul who was forcing herself  to keep Jinri inside.

Minho knew her. Both Sulli, and Jinri. He knew what she went through. He knew he was the only source of survival for Sulli. All along, he knew perfectly well what he was going to get into. All along, he knew he was going to get trapped into Jinri's plan...But his love for Sulli trapped him even more.

"Get away from me. I'm going to hurt you." Her whispers were getting more softer and hopeless than before. Slowly, Sulli was turning into Jinri.

"You won't hurt me... Jinri will." He tried to help her, but she would back away farther each time. It was getting to the point of her escaping from his grasp...He couldn't imagine that.

"Minho, please." The girl was now trembling. Sulli was being tortured, it was getting bigger by the day. Her other soul was getting to her. It was late now... Sulli was slowly coming to an end.

"Please, don't push me away." His legs wobbled for her body against his, his steps slow and his fists crumpled in pain at her fragile tears. Jinri was ruining her. 

"Sulli...Jinri...I love you." He whispered as the cold wind brushed his words away. He needed her against him, but her tears just got deeper and her head just shook.

"You love Sulli." Her voice turned enraged even though the same softness was in it. 

Everything flashed in his eyes. The multiple nights of their bodies as one,