Flame of love |vkook|

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Darn this boss of mine. He knew I had to go earlier today and brings me this much paperwork last minute. If this wasn't the only law office in town I would be long gone by now. 

It's nearly past 10 and I'm still stuck here. The sight of the dry flower bouquet keeps distracting me. I desperately look through the darkness of the room and sees one person who's struggling with his part of the paperwork too. The redhaired mess may be able to help me. Or maybe not. I wouldn't help him if he even kneeled down and begged me on life or death. Hyunjin that arrogant playboy. Acts like he's the only successful attorney around here. My pride would never let me ask him for help but tonight, it's the only option I have. 

When I claim control of my resisting feet, I make my way over to his desk. 

"Hyunjin. I have to go somewhere and can't finish the paperwork for tomorrow. Would you help me out this once?" I felt hopeless when his smirk grew wide. 

"Sure, but that's a lot. Plus I have my own paperwork too, I'll have to stay here until tomorrow to finish it all." His fake pout disgusts me.

I didn't want to give him this option but I knew I had to. "What do I have to give you?"

"Her. And don't think I actually see her as yours. You guys broke up but you're sticking on to her like old gum. I'm just asking out of respect since you're a lot elder than me."

I wanted to punch him. I wanted to keep her close to me no matter what. I wanted to laugh at his stupid irony since we're both 25 but I couldn't. For the first time, I had to forget the pride and focus on the important thing. I need to get there tonight. Of all things my mind wanted to spill out I was just able to scoff "Such a cliche, you're really living in a drama aren't you?" Before he could comment something stupid back I cut him off "I'll look through it all tomorrow so do it well" and walked away.

...

By the time I reached the abandoned hill slightly outside of town, it was pitch black and the view was beautiful. My eyes landed on the white stone, like last year, no one visited.

The tension from before had already left my body but now it's filled with pure sadness. "Hi, mom. I'm sorry I had to bury you this far away, I didn't want random people to hang around your grave all the time, but I didn't think your fans- I didn't think dad wouldn't come to visit you on your anniversary." It feels like I'm actually talking to her again. 

"I brought your favorite flowers! I'll decorate your stone once I've cleaned it, heh. I should visit more and clean your stone often" It feels like I actually have someone I can talk to.

"I met one of your fans who told me they still watch your dramas- wait, has someone moved in the old houses over there?"  I squeeze my eyes together as I try to see better at a house about 200-300 meters away.

"I think someone turned the lights on"

But the light is cornering the house from the outside.

I automatically run towards the house on fire. Standing right outside the house I can recognize a human figure inside and an empty tank of what I guess was filled with gasoline outside. My fear of fire brings some insane thoughts into my head. If I burn to death moms grave won't have any visitors and flowers. If the person inside dies here my mom won't be lonely anymore. 

I've gone mad.