Day 5: Lost Soul

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Lost Soul
Noun
A person who seems to lack direction or a sense of belonging in life

Kingsley Kwan was a lost soul. He had devoted his everything to Donald Na and his Union. It had been their dream to rule over Yeongdeungpo.

Kingsley's admiration for Donald had eventually turned into love, love that Donald reciprocated. Donald considered Kingsley to be his one and only friend and lover. Kingsley was the only person whom Donald trusted entirely.

Kingsley didn't want to leave Donald alone when the latter ordered everyone to leave, but he knew Donald needed some alone time. When he returned to Han River Park, he was shocked to see the unconscious Manwol members and Myles. He picked up the bloody jacket and grabbed one of the metal bats.

"Where's Donald!?" Kingsley demanded with so much fury never before seen.

"We don't know!" Myles answered honestly. "He just left after beating all of us!"

Kingsley knew that although Donald could withstand the pain, his body was still heavily injured from all three fights. He began to look for his boyfriend and received a dreaded phone call from the nearby hospital.

Donald had been struck by a truck and although he had been alive by the time the ambulance arrived, he had died before they had reached the hospital.

Kingsley had forced himself to bury his emotions down as he went about preparing Donald's funeral. He wouldn't let there be a single imperfection and he wouldn't let his emotions get in his way. He also informed the entire Union, or rather the former members of the Union since Donald had disbanded it prior to his death. 

At the funeral, Kingsley's walls finally collapsed and he fell to his knees and sobbed. He had nothing left. Donald had been his everything. Without the Union and without Donald Na, he had nothing.

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