My hand thightens around the poison-containing capsule in my pocket.

Goodbye....Sungyeol...

I reach my hand for the pill case.

"...Mm..."

Another nightmare. It looks like he's suffering....

"Mnn..."

He gave up the sleeping pills once. He started again after seeing my mother's photo that day...Has Sungyeol been suffering all this rime because of what happened to her? For twelve years..

Sungyeol gasps and opens his eyes. I retract my extended hand.

"...I-It's you," He spoke.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up."

"...It's alright."

"Are you okay? You were having a terrible dream.."

Sungyeol didn't respond back.

"Did something happen? I asked. "If something's bothering you, I want you to talk to me..."

"It has NOTHING to do with you," Sungyeol responded.

SLAM

My heart is still pounding.

I walk out and sit on a bench in the unpopular courtyard and take a deep breath. I take out the capsule filled with poison from my pocket and stare at it.

I've come this far, am i really hesitating now? Can i really let my plan, twelve years in the making, come to nothing because I'm overtaken by a temporary emotion?

I squeeze my hand tightly around the capsule.

II have to do it. The next chance i get...He'll be on call again one week from now...So as long as I didn't just make him suspicious of me...I'm going to think of a backup plan....

"Kim.." Woohyun said.

"Woohyun.."

"I thought you disappeared, but here you are. The courtyard,"he commented.

"Sorry did you need some