I stood in front as I stare at the 4th story building. Silence fills my ear as the coldness devoured my body and the darkness besieges me. The old gray creepy house was still the same when I last visited. Wasn't this building supposed to be renovating? I question myself looking at the crappy building.

This is where it started, where I met Mark and try to put traps but instead got trapped on my own traps. The looked on yoongi eyes playback as the pain and silence within were trying to remain me how I had lived my life miserably. And how I deserved this pain.

This would be my last and final visit. After this, I'm done putting strings and playing with them. I'm done with my life and the other is a great way to get the best out of the way and I have to say that I am not a fan of the most important things, cause I was blind to the word LOVE.

Heaving a deep breath, I walk inside and cross over the lonely dark hallway which gives me goosebumps and chills. The silence was thicker and colder like something worse is yet to come.

I knocked on the particular door and waited to be answered as the giggles of the children's voices echoed inside the crappy building.

I looked around behind me but there was no one.

Mark opened the door after a second, his handsome face beaming a charming smile but it vanished as soon as he saw me.

He looked behind his shoulder as if he was being cautious of something. I tried to take a peek in too and saw two kids playing inside, giggling together.

Wait. I think I know those two kids.

Yes! I have seen them when I went on my first date with yoongi. The chubby guy and the cotton candy girl. What are they doing here? But wait, they were not the only ones inside. A red-headed guy was also present at the corner of the room. He was at the same age and height as Mark, young and handsome but not as the guy in front of me who was blocking my view. The red-headed guy seems to be lost but adoring the plain white walls and mirror walls of the dance studio. His eyes give a sad lonely vibes but yet he smiled.

Mark quickly came out and closed the door behind him when he notices my curious head was looking inside.

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me with him gently towards the exit. His behavior was weird.

"Where are you taking me?" I followed him behind without any resistance but my curiosity knocks, wanting to know where and why he was taking me to.

We came outside, back to my car where I started. He let go of my wrist and gazed at me.

"Didn't I message you not to come here?" His voice rage like he was angry but I tried to answer calmly as usual.

"You did? I didn't see." I answered as I crossed over my arms around my chest and lean back on my car, still with the thought of yoongi, and over the scene that has happened early. I was in mess right now but I don't know how I'm going to face yoongi tomorrow.

Ah, wait, I have to leave the country tomorrow with Susan for the photo shoot project. Yoongi can make it on his own, right? I don't want to face him any sooner for the time being or maybe, never is better, but how, he's still my business partner. I heaved a deep and punishing sigh with the thought.

"You okay?" He asked, noticing my silence towards him and my weird stressful look.

Maintaining my composure Immediately, I smiled with, "yeah, I'm great. Why would you ask that? Anyway, great work out there. I don't know how you do it but applause for you." I said, trying to do the fake applause, but his expression immediately changed again at the mention of what he has done under my command but, the looked on his face says that he too despises me but moreover himself.

"Why won't you take the money?" I asked, changing my voice tone more serious and deeper, "Isn't that what did it for? For money. Why did you decline it?"

The work he had done for money was already transferred to him, but when I did, he gives it back and refused to take any of my filthy pence. I don't understand why and what was going on inside his brain but Money was where it all started from. So, why?

"Is that why you are here for?"

Silence was only filled within us between cold and lonely dark Street as I waited for him to give me his excuses.

"I'm sure rich people like you have money to throw over someone else to ruined their lives." He spites back as I furrowed my eyebrows, confused and surprised at his rude outburst manner.

"What happened?" I asked suspicion that something has happened. Am I not the one who saves him from his misery? So why is he acting this way?

"Beakhyun," He starts as he maintains his eye contact with me, "He Is the heirs of Star Runway and jisoo is his fiancée."

"So?"

"You knew?"

"Yes. Why do you think I told you to do this stupid thing to separate them, aren't you stupid enough to question me that?" I laughed nonchalantly and he look at me bemused.

"The other day when I called out jisoo for a Date.."

"A Date? Did jisoo really came?" I was quite surprised at this news but bickering a smirk at him to maintain my composure and superiority. I know it was a trap for her and my selfishness, but deep inside I know Jisoo is a nice and caring person. There must be another reason why she went.

"Yes, I was quite shocked too when I got in touch with her after so many years, but I assure you that she only sees me as a friend." Really? Without knowing, a relief flow through me with his assurance.

"Yesterday evening I called jisoo for dinner. She refused at first but eventually I persuaded her. She came but she wasn't alone, Baekhyun secretly follow her. At first, I didn't recognize him. He was a couple of tables away from us, keeping an eye on Jisoo. I got suspicious when he kept glancing at us continuously and that's when I tried to--"

"kiss her?" I said, recalling what I heard earlier; the root of the argument and turning my nightmare into reality. I was regretting every little thing I have done.

Mark gave me a looked like, 'how did you know' as he looks at me. There was a mysterious hint in his face that I couldn't seem to figure out what was it but I just shook it off, thinking that I was going over my head with the chaos going right now.

"Yes, I kissed her and that's where things got complicated." He admitted as he touches his neck awkwardly. He seems to be sorry but yet he seems to be acting. The little thing I was noticing about him was giving me something weird and dingles but then again, I shook it off.

"When I came back home after the dinner, he seems familiar and then I realized he is the son of Star Runway. Look, I really don't want myself to get in trouble with the entertainment industry again after the lumis. I googled him and found a picture of you with him. You were after him all this time but you made me ruined some else life. I was shocked when I found out jisoo is his fiancée, and I knew right away, I got myself into another trouble."

"You are talking as if, if I told you about jisoo being his fiancée then you'd never have done this for money."

"That's why I refused to take your money!" He suddenly shouted at me but immediately look sorry at me for his outburst, "I never want the things to change between me and jisoo, it was the money I fall for, and now I know, I was wrong, and so are you. How could you do this to Beakhyun? Isn't he someone close to you? You made me do this because you love him. So, why are you trying to ruin someone's life? He'll hate you." He said and I scoffed at the word hate. I already knew it but Somehow I was angry at how he was getting to point out my flaw, but the truth was in his words. But why do I have to hear it from him? From a mere stranger.

I stood back to my two feet as I was leaning on the car. Turning to my car, I open the door and turned at Mark for the last time with anger raging in me and I said, "I don't think I need to hear those words from you. It is me who has lead myself here. Don't you try to outsmart me? Have a good life, Mr. Tuan."

He quickly grabs my wrist again before I could get inside my car and drive away. It happened so quickly that I didn't get to process what was happening. He pulled me, and my body abruptly hit his hard chest as his arms took over my waist and cage me; hugging me.

"You too, miss Kim y/n. I'm sorry, I know, I don't understand your side of the story. You must have your reason. It's just me being around you feel that you are not a bad person after you have help me out and my mother." He takes me into his embrace and the hotness of his body radiates through me. His voice was rich and deep with pure kindnesses.

Did I ever tell him my name? I don't remember.

I was helpless and sorry when he started to talks about my side of story. of course, I have my own reason to be a prejudiced person over Baekhyun, but my memories with yoongi taking me into his embrace made me want him, and it made me wonder why he was the only one coming to my mind. I don't even want anything from him but why? A tear slowly rolled down my cheek. A tear after all the suffering. I missed him. I missed yoongi. If only he could hug me now instead of Mark, could it be better? Even a little bit?

Before I could fall in love into his embrace with the memory of yoongi. I closed my eyes as my hand glide to his back, hugging him back but...it didn't even last for a second.

"Y/N!!"

My eyes flung open with horror at the angry voice as my name echoed in the dark street. I quickly push mark away and turned at the voice.

My heart beats with agony when I saw him on the other side across the road. He dashed to us as he slammed back his car door. His white teeth grinding together as his bloody veins visible with complete raged on his neck and face. He had his fist ready before he could even approach us, and that hard fist directly strick mark face with a sound of crack been produced with the interaction leaving me in horror at the man.

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