3rd Person Pov
Y/N woke up to Changbin gone. There was a note beside her that read, "No matter how hard I tried, you never changed your mind. There's nothing left to do but to kill you. I want to meet you in a hotel room. I'll send you the address when it's time to meet. I'm sorry and I love you"
Y/N was supposed to feel happy about this but she felt the opposite. She was on the verge of tears knowing she was dying that very day. She wasn't going to admit her true emotions. She was manipulating herself to feel happy, proud, or anything that wasn't sadness.
Changbin was crying to Chan. He knew the only hope there was was what he had planned to do later that day. But he was doubting it was going to change her mind. "What am I going to do? My first love is gonna die and I am the one killing her." he cried. He wasn't joking around anytime he would tell Y/N he loved her. But Y/N simply didn't believe him. She didn't want to. She couldn't.
The hours flew by. Changbin spent his day crying and opening up to Chan while Y/N spent her day manipulating and gaslighting herself to believe that this was what she wanted. She didn't have the guts to admit a single boy changed her mind, who had the same idea for years, in just a couple of days.
It was time to meet at the hotel. Y/N walked to the receptionist and got a key to the room Changbin told her to go to. She opened the door and the room was pitch black. There was a window with the curtains opened so it revealed the beautiful moon. The moonlight would reflect into the room giving it the only light source available. "Changbin, are you here?" she called out. There was no reply. Suddenly, a projector turned on, revealing a picture of Y/N on her 16th birthday.
Y/N was confused. She had no clue what was going on. More and more pictures appeared. It had brought Y/N to tears, had forgotten those pictures, rather moments, existed. The memories came rushing back to her. Then, a picture of Y/N and Changbin popped up. She had taken that photo the second day she and Changbin started hanging out. She looked for a light switch and her eyes landed on one across the room.
She ran there and flipped the switch on. She was able to find Changbin, behind the projector. "Stop it," she yelled, tears running down her face. She was confused about why she was feeling that way. There was no way she was changing her mind or was there? "Why do you want me so goddamn alive?" she asked Changbin. He stared at her, tears forming at the prick of his eye. "Because I love you so goddamn much it hurts. I never thought of ever finding love. It never crossed my mind. But when I met you, when I got to know you, I knew you were the one for me. I knew I loved you and I knew I would do anything for you."
Y/N covered her ears and shook her head. "You're just saying that because you want me to live. I don't know why you want me to live, but I know for sure I don't want to live, so no matter what you say, I will not change my mind," she said. Changbin walked towards her, placing his hands on hers and pulling them down. "If nothing I say will change your mind, then why are you trying to avoid my words, my feelings, my presence? You know deep down you want to live. You just have too much pride to admit it. Please Y/N, say you don't want to die," suddenly, Y/N pulled his gun out of his pocket.
She pointed the gun at him. "I'll kill you if you don't stop." Changbin had his hands in the air. "Then, I'll kill myself," she said. "If you want me to die with you, then it's okay. Kill me if you want. If it makes you feel better then do it now." He lowered his hands and his lips formed a smile. Y/N was hurt and confused. She didn't want Changbin to die. But he was willing to die for her, why?
With tears in her eyes, she lowered the gun. Changbin noticed and slowly walked towards her. "I want to live. But please promise me I will end up happy."
A/N: I know the story was short but that was how it was meant to be. Hopefully, you guys liked it though.
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