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The cops were about to grab their weapons, until the unknown person grabbed Jisung and pressed his gun against the head of the youngest.

"Now listen here, you all are going to drop your weapons on the ground and shove them towards me with your feet. If you move, your little friend here will die", all the cops immediately dropped their guns and did as they were told. Jisung was shaking, he was seriously too young to die.

"P-Please mister, don't h-hurt Jis-sung", Chenle whispered as he made eye contact with Jisung. Both of their eyes only held pure terror.

"Shut up!", Doyoung barked. "Put your hands were I can fucking see them", everyone did as they were ordered to do. "And now you're going to tell me which one of you fuckers shot Taeil", he hissed while looking around.

"It was m-", Yang Yang began, but was cut off by Kun. "Me! I did it!"

The unknown person raised their gun, making it point at Kun's face. The said one made eye contact with his little sister, smiling softly as he closed his eyes. Waiting for it all to end.

But it didn't.

"D-Don't", Donghyuck spoke silently, but Doyoung couldn't hear it more clearly.

"Who said that?", his eyes roamed around the room, trying to find a specific person. Before he finally saw Donghyuck's face he made eye contact with Sicheng.

"Me...Please don't hurt my fr..friends", Donghyuck stepped forward trying to look confident but stuttering at the end. Doyoung's heart dropped as he saw the glassy big eyes of the younger. He thought back to something that happened years ago, when they all were happy together and the boy in front him was still a little toddler. Crying over a plushie he had lost.

Donghyuck looked more mature now, but still made Doyoung feel like he should protect the boy. He swallowed softly and shook his head. "I really don't want it, but I have to...I have to...for him..", he pointed his gun at Kun again and finally pulled the trigger.

"NO!", voices screamed, all sounding shocked and terrified.

"NO!", Donghyuck cried out.

Doyoung looked at Donghyuck one last time, making eye contact with him once again. Seeing the broken look in the others eyes, he knew he fucked up. "I'm sorry Hyuckie...I never wanted this to happen...Please don't hate me for this", he whispered as he shoved Jisung away and started running.

Running out of the police station.

Running through the dark streets.

Running to god knows where.

And finally his legs gave up on him.

Doyoung hit the ground and stayed there. Trying to catch his breathe, heart aching, sobs escaping out of his mouth, but no tears were falling.

"It was the brother of that girl", he whispered as he slowly got up.

"It was the brother...", he kept on mumbling while he stumbled through the city.

"I used to be his brother", he then whispered as he saw Donghyuck's fearful face in front of him again.

"I failed, I failed in keeping him safe and happy. I'm the reason why he's hurting too", he started punching the wall in a random alley.

"FUCK!", Doyoung screamed.

"I FUCKED UP AGAIN!", hitting the wall over and over again tears finally began dripping down his face again.

"I'm so sorry Donghyuck...I'm so sorry Taeil. I'm so sorry...", he tiredly slid down. His back touching the wall, while he sat on the ground and buried his head into his hands.

Doyoung was so tired. Tired of fearing for Taeil's life. Tired of not understanding how Donghyuck was still alive. Tired of not being able to talk to Sicheng. Tired of crying. Tired of knowing he may have killed someone. Tired of realizing the truth.

Shooting the other male didn't satisfy him, nor did it make him feel better. It only made him feel horrible and disgusting. He knew Donghyuck, Sicheng, the others and Taeil wouldn't have wanted this.

Yes, they were a gang and did kill a lot of people. But whenever they did, Doyoung made sure to never see the pain in the eyes of others. And today he did, today he finally realized how much pain they were causing this world.

Kim Doyoung was tired of himself and the screwed up life he was living.