kyungsoo just can't get a grip on the hard, painful reality, and then there's jongin who is currently living in his own past, somewhere, out there.

oh sehun has given up a long, long time ago. and now, it was the other's turn to finally let go. he gave up. all of those restless nights waiting for him to come and for him to notice sehun, and yet, he still won't

he was just a mere commoner, and the other was the soon-to-be king of his country. and in the end, there is no happily ever after for byun baekhyun. a mere minute earlier, baekhyun's eyes went wide open when the guards announced the wedding o

daehyun may hear them in the midst of the cascading raindrops, but he knows that they were only delusions that he himself succumbs into. dear sky, please help me please, i beg you, stop this m

the familiar sensation of the wind brushing his hair locks and the birds flying over him was too overwhelming, all too familiar. something made his heart crack, even though

red, red, red. it's all that he can see. red. he crouches and begs and pleads and screams and shrieks and cries, but all of that cannot repay what he has done. he was a filth. a sin. a killer. a murderer.