It wasn't supposed to happen like this. He wasn't supposed to love him, because he knew, he would have to kill him. It wasn't supposed to hurt this much either, because he wasn't even human, and he couldn't even feel emotions, feel these undeniablely painful wounds that the boy's death was going to bring about. But he was going to do it anyways because he had to, it was order, it was law.

Suho sighs, looking to where Xiumin was probably getting up, preparing for the end.

It was time.