*Park Chorong, why don’t you love me? I've been stalking and helping you for years* Joonyoung was sitting at a bench in a silent park one evening. He took off his spectacles and wiped his tears. He looked at his books beside him. *It's no use for me to be on top of the class if you don't love me, Chorong* he pushed his books off the bench.

"Chorong, I'll make you mine" he voiced to himself. He wore his spectacles back, picked up his books and started to walk home.

He saw an old unused building. Graffiti filled one of the building wall.

*Jerks* Joonyoung shook his head at the sight of the vandalism. He saw an interesting graffiti. He approached the wall and had his eyes and hands on the picture of a cartoon dead face. He traced his fingers on the 'X' eyes and smirked to himself.