Jaekyung’s POV

It was a Sunday morning, when me and 3 other Rainbow members finished our monthly grocery shopping. I saw Woori in the living room with a candle, a small sword and a doll with a picture of ~~~ sticking in the head. She was stabbing it as if it was a voodoo doll. Wait! ~~~!? THAT GIRL HAS JUST GONE TOO FAR!!

“WOORI STOP!” I grab her hand. What kind of game is she playing!? Dark magic? What is this?

“unnie, let me go!” she wriggled out her body, causing me to hold her hand tighter.

“our trainers didn’t train you to be this kind of person when we’re still a trainee! Woori stop! If you don’t, I would tell CEO-nim to kick you out!”

“unnie! Can’t you see?! ~~~ doesn’t deserve L! I do!”

“you don’t deserve anyone!” I threw everything that was part of the “ritual” away, “after dumping on Kiseop, you’re saying that you deserve someone else?!”

“don’t mention him ever again! It’s his fault he has that disease!”

“He couldn’t control it and so do you! You can’t do anything about it! Leukimia is something that’s not even close to controlling!”

“unnie, he’ll die soon right?” Woori cried. she still loves him, and I could tell that.

“it’s Sunday. It’s 2 days before his deact,” I hugged her.

“unnie, I don’t want him to go,” she cried even louder. I knew it, she uses L to forget Kiseop.

“he’s destined for this. Don’t cry, araseo? I promise you I will clear all schedules next week,”

she nodded as a reply. In no time, she slept in my arms. Such a choding, I chuckled.

YOH! B) sooo i see that most of you wanted L to be in my next fic.. well OKAY :D i'll write "something". the bad news is that this "something" is no where to be found in my brain D: i might have to delay the release of my second fic since school is driving me crazy. so yeah.. see ya :D