I realized today that nothing in the world is more distasteful to a man than to take a path that leads to himself.

( Demian: The Story of Emir Sinclair's Youth )

As a child, Woojin wanted to change the world somehow through the power of dancing. It was a silly dream, as what most kids once had, but for one moment in his life, he firmly believed in doing it. 

The world turned out to be much, much more complicated than Woojin imagined, and soon enough the difficulties of actually living made his dream a choice between saving the world or saving himself, and he'd always chosen the latter.

Always.

Woojin stares blankly at his and Jihoon's interlocked hands. His mind is buzzing with too much information, and yet not enough to know what he's supposed to do.

"If I-- If I join you, would--" 

Silence. Woojin gulps down whatever sick feeling that's threatening to spill all over his veins. He continues,

"--would you save him?"

Jihoon laughs mockingly. "Honey, I don't save people."

Woojin clenches his teeth. Desperation seeps through his blood, stopping him from acting out in front of the demon. "Would you break the bind he created with you?"

"Yes, I will." Jihoon answers fast, seemingly annoyed. "He won't get Youngmin with my help, though. Breaking the bond means breaking the wish too."

With the mention of Youngmin, he finally realized what his bestfriend wanted. It's a shame, but Woojin decides. 

"I'll join you."

The demon smirks, glowing with an aura Woojin senses as awfully dangerous. "Good choice."

Darkness envelopes his vision and Woojin falls asleep.