Mir sat quietly on the barstool of the kitchen counter. The dorm was eerily silence void of any other soul except himself. Of course. None of the MBLAQ member lived here anymore. This dorm was only used when they were doing group promotion as it would ease the manager in handling the trio's schedule. The silence was almost too much but the silence was also the shelter for Mir. The silence was what Mir had been wishing for.

          His phone vibrated, the sound of the vibration stirred up the air particles, stabbing Mir's hearing with unwanted noise and he glared at the phone despite knowing it wouldn't do anything. But the phone kept on vibrating, the picture of his oldest sister was blinking on the display. No, he didn't want to answer. Reaching out for the phone, Mir held the little gadget in his shaky hand. His breath came out short as he stared at the display. Another two seconds and the light was off again but it didn't take long when another came in, this time from GO.

          Mir inhaled wavering breath and exhaled shakily before he offed the phone, staring a little bit longer at the dark screen. Maybe after this his surrounding will become dark as well... Myabe offing himself would be just easy as offing his cellphone. That was what Mir thought as his finger ghosted above the knife lying on the counter. He the glittering blade, daring himself to push the pad of his index finger slightly on the blade, testing the sharpness and testing the pain. A line of red formed on his now wounded skin.

          It does hurt yet Mir didn't wince, didn't make any sound as his face stayed frozen and his eyes remained empty.

          End...

          Mir picked up the knife, the little shine from the blade reflected to his empty eyes.

          He wishes for all of this to end....