Kim Taehyung, a first class Host that only lives and dies for money. Sex isn't a big deal. Feelings shouldn't be counted.
I, Kang Haneul, a university student who have been living as a murderer the whole time. To kill or to be killed, that's the onl...
Someone grabs my wrist. He grabs it strongly that my arm feels painful as hell.
" Ugh."
He lets go his grab, noticing if something is wrong with me. I don't dare to look into his eyes. His sharp gaze scares me out.
I bow a little and leave right away.
" Kang Haneul."
" I am sorry ..."
That's the only thing I could say. He is the only friend I have, but I can't really talk to him. Not yet. I still feel guilty no matter how hard I try to forgive myself. It is because I lied to him. The biggest lie that makes me question my humanity.
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" Why do you keep ignoring me?"
He walks behind me, not letting me run away.
" It was an accident. Stop blaming on yourself."
No.
I want to cry, really. The way he said it, it hurts me so much. I lied to him. I lied to everyone. I shouldn't be forgiven.
He hugs me from behind.
" Jimin will be angry."
" You didn't listen."
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His warm hug makes me shudder. I am scared to death if one day he finds out the truth. I am scared if he himself will see me as a disgusting creature.
" It was a car accident, okay?"
It wasn't.
She was murdered, because I couldn't protect her. Namjoon covered up my mistake, faking her death reason.
" I'm sure that she doesn't want you to live this kind of life."
You are wrong.
She will never forgive me.
I left her alone, running away to save my own life. Those bombs were scary, you know? It could scatter me into small pieces of meats.
