I sat on the velvety cushioned sofa of the cheap motel room, staring at the bed. Who knew I’d be back here again so soon? Except that this time, Suzy and Jongin were the ones trapped in bed. After their assault, I asked Hoya and the guys to help take these two to this cheap motel room. They refused at first, but once I mentioned extra payment, they were more than eager to carry my two beloved friends.   Since I was still a good person and didn’t intend to kill them, I bought some painkillers at a nearby store to ease their pain a little. Nothing happened so far. But not for long. I wasn’t going to waste this opportunity.   The idea seemed to work out well with Lee Minho. It caused Suzy and Myungsoo to break up, even if it was temporary. Now, if Myungsoo saw Suzy in bed with his closest friend, wouldn’t it guarantee a permanent split? Thinking about it made me so giddy already, and I skipped my way to the side of the bed, next to Suzy.   I took another pill and helped Suzy drink up another dose of painkiller. How kind of me to help her. She laid back in bed, whining unidentified words. I didn’t know whether it was because of her unconsciousness or her swollen lips, but I had no idea what the hell she was saying. She looked uglier this way, and I delighted in it. Myungsoo would be disgusted.   But it wasn’t enough of a guarantee. I had to break Suzy completely to make her undesirable. I had to make her filthy to the point that being with her would make Myungsoo feel dirty too. If Lee Minho wasn’t enough, I had my loyal ex-partner Kim Jongin to complete the job.   I wondered what Lee Minho ended up doing with Suzy that night. What if she wasn’t even a anymore? Well, it would make this job much easier.   As she lied tossing and turning in bed, I stripped her off her clothes, leaving her in her underwear. It was filthy and bloody anyway, I was doing her a favor. I put the blankets over her, having to deal with Jongin now.   I repeated the procedure and slipped him a higher dosage of painkillers since his wounds were more extreme. He probably tried fighting back. But look at him now, so weak and fragile as I ed his shirt. He wasn’t even making any noise, and several times nearly lost his balance. I held him back in place everytime, but eventually, his weight gave away and he fell against me.   “Get off!” I shouted, feeling his heavy body push me down towards the bed. I sustained myself by pressing my elbows against the mattress. But he was stronger than me even in his weakness. And before I knew it, he suddenly wrapped his arms around me.   “You came back,” he mumbled into my neck, and I shivered a little. His lips were against my skin and I stiffened immediately at this foreign behavior. What was going on?   “Jongin, let go of me,” I told him, my tone dwindled in confusion. I sounded soft, almost as if I actually cared about him. Did I? Couldn’t be.   “You’ll run off with him again if I let go. I won’t do it. I won’t,” Jongin mumbled, and I could feel him snatching for breath as his body shook against mine.   What was he talking about? He couldn’t possibly be addressing this to me, knowing he never actually saw me in that way. Suzy? Was he talking about Suzy? Behind his noble talk, was he secretly hurting that she chose Myungsoo over him after all?   “Run off with Myungsoo?” I asked.   He was quiet for awhile and simply shook his head. “Myungsoo is a good guy. I wished you stayed long enough to get to know him,” he continued talking, his warm breath continuing to tickle my neck.   It suddenly dawned on me that he wasn’t mumbling random nonsense. He wasn’t talking about Suzy, but about a time prior to our meeting. He was letting me see a glimpse of his inner life, one which he had never told anyone of. I’ve always known there was more to him, and today I would finally find out.   “I didn’t run away,” I decided to play along with whoever he was addressing in his unconscious talk. He held me even tighter, and I half heartedly caressed his back to be more convincing.   “You lied to me before, Seulgi. Don’t you dare lie to me again. I know what you two did. I’ve always known…”   Before Suzy, there was a girl named Seulgi. Considering Jongin was hallucinating about her—in tears and all—I assumed she must’ve been someone dear to Jongin. Perhaps in a way like Myungsoo was to me.   “What did we do?” I asked quietly. I was too immersed in my role as Seulgi, and a part of me wanted to know a little of Jongin’s backstory. He would never reveal anything in his conscious state. The guy was as closed off as a maze filled with many traps and steel gates.   His sharp breathings halted into silence at the question, and I felt his hand clutch against my shirt. It was like a child burying himself in the arms of a mother to try and get rid of his nightmares.   “You cheated behind my back.”   I couldn’t help but let out a gasp, my hand unconsciously trailing over his head, holding him closer against me. I thought I was numbed to any emo