Jisung agreed. He couldn't live in a world where Minho was in jail. And he knew that if he escaped, that would happen. He didn't see any other possibility. They both had to disappear. They could be together in their next life instead. Maybe things would be less complicated there. Maybe Minho wasn't going to be psychotic, and maybe they could get their happily ever after.
But that couldn't happen here.
So they needed to die.
Die.
Death.
Was it the right choice?
No.
No it wasn't. Not at all.
It was the worst choice both of them had ever taken.
They shouldn't have done it.
But they were both out of their minds.
One of them more engulfed in grief than he thought, hurt all the way to the core.
The other; Well he was more crazy than anyone ever thought.
They were a stupid match. A crazy match. A terrible match.
They were full of thorns.
Worse than a black ROSE.
