Prologue

Jaemin had never wanted revenge before, but now as he stands over the dying person his heart feels good. He smiles as he looks at the rest of the people around him. All his friends. Except for the person on the ground.

Each grasp of air gets shorter for the other person. Something that also makes Jaemin happy. It makes him happy knowing the person is dying, but also suffering at the same time. Not dying too quick, but suffering.

As the last breath leaves the dying person he says the words Jaemin despises. He says the words he never wants to hear again. The words that burn his insides.

"I love you." Jaemin doesn't say anything. His face doesn't change. He is still wearing the same grin as before.

He takes his bloody hand and moves his hair away from his face. Making traces of blood on his face as he does so. The blood making him look even more vicious.

Only 16 and already a murderer. Only 15 and already a proud murderer. His friends doesn't do anything as they watch him walk out of the room. Never to see the dead person again, or them for that matter.

He is gone now. He had one reason to stay and now that reason is gone. He had one reason not to leave the world, but now it's gone.

One year later

He had been watching the boy at school for days now. The other boy never noticed him. Only once, but that doesn't count as it wasn't really him. Only his powers going out of control again. As it often does for the other boy.

He had almost chocked a girl to death after she said to one of her friends that the boy was pathetic. That he didn't deserve to live.

The boy didn't even flinch when the girl fell to the floor. Or when her eyes turned white. All he did was watch and Jaemin liked that. He had found somebody like him. Somebody that didn't care for other people.

It was the teacher that hurried the girl out of the room. Making Jaemin's attack stop. Making it seem like the girl was only playing around.

He was now seated beside the boy. His notebook says Jeno where is name is supposed to be so he starts to call him that. Jeno doesn't notice him as he stares. He never does and never will.

Jaemin huffs as he looks around. None of these people know that he is here. Except his older brother a couple of classes up that had been with him in the invisible world for years, but now he can be seen.

Jaemin knows how he did it. He just doesn't know if he's ready. As in queue his brother walks past and alone. Jaemin stands up. Not wanting to walk away from Jeno, bu