"Don't you want to save him?" Byunghun asked me.

I bit my lip.

"Remember that L.Joe is famous. He has all these fangirls. Wouldn't they cry, and be sad if they find out he's dead. Some would be crazy enough to kill themselves." Tears threatened to fall from my eyes.

"Okay... I'll do it..."

"What is that? Did you say something?" He asked, teasingly.

"Okay! I'll die... For him..." Byunghun smirked at me, and patted my head.

"That's my girl."

He started to swing the knife back and forth.

"Do you want me to do it for you...? Or you'll do the honors?" He asked.

"I'll... I'll do it."

When I took the knife from his hands, he smiled at me big.

What I'd do for him...

I took a deep breath, and closed my eyes.

I raised the knife up to my heart.

"Stop!" My eyes snapped open.

Byunghun turned around, only to be splashed in the face with water.

He started screaming painfully, as if his face was on fire.

Byunghun's wings snapped up, and he flew away.

It wasn't long until he looked like a bird in a sky.

I was hugged by L.Joe.

"What if he comes back?" I asked him.

"Just look at him." I looked where Byunghun had headed, and now looked like a airplane crashing down.

L.Joe kissed the my temple.

"It's okay... Everything's over."