"You had a choice, Kang."
The bullet wound was deep. Right below the abdomen. His white Armani dress shirt soaked in fresh blood, his steps faltered as he struggled to stand up.
He placed a strong hand on hard ground.
Survive.
Hyung always advised to survive.
No matter what it takes.
Trust no one.
Father always advised to trust no one.
That, was where he failed.
He pushed himself up, movements shaking. His lean body and strong upper torso may have suffered collateral damage.
But his heart was in perfect condition. His brain too. That's all he needed.
No.
That wasn't all he needed.
He needed him.
His little bear.
He stood up, with the forelorn thought and an even stronger heart.
He heard a gunshot and the familiar wail of his name being called, before he blacked out.
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