"Hello Miyeon." He spoke, his deep voice sounded so soothing that I didn't notice he had called me by my name.

"Hello." I replied glancing over his figure. He was dressed in all black.

"I'm Wonho." He smiled. "Follow me."

And I dumbly did.

There was something about him. Something that screamed danger but I was in danger any where I went. So why not follow him?

Official Translations:

Russian: Death translation by minnst