I gritted my teeth, annoyed at how he was able to be so relaxed despite having a literal knife half a centimetre away away from entering his body. "You and me both know damn well you aren't going to hurt me, so why don't you just drop the knife sweetheart?" Jungkook tilted his head mockingly before we were interrupted by the clinking of a glass.

"Ladies and gents, welcome," a man stood at the top of a staircase, slowly treading down with a glass of red wine in his left hand. "Here's to a celebration of luck, pure luck. To find a something thought to be lost long ago, now in the palm of our hands along with the most useful person in my world. Cheers to that," he spoke happily like a maniac.

Me and Jungkook glanced at each other, grabbing our own glasses to drink to his speech. We couldn't look suspicious. "We'll have the world at our feet, CHEERS TO THAT!" He spoke again, the entire audience clapping along. "Ceremonially I should be dancing with my beloved, however like many of you, I happen to be single," he spoke, an unfunny joke still caused an eruption of laughter.

"But there must be thousands of beautiful ladies, hiding their diamond features under those masks. You wouldn't mind if I danced with one of you right!?" He walked at a leisurely pace, scanning the room for a beauty that matched his wants.

"Go on love, your time to shine," Jungkook nudged me, I quickly brushed him off before regaining an elegant posture. "You," the man stopped in front of me, staring me up and down in awe. I placed my index finger under his chin, gently lifting his face, "my eyes are up here, sir."

My gaze intrigued him, and I knew it did because without a word he held out his hand, I smiled accepting it with pleasure.

The music played, the 2 of us dancing ever so gracefully while the world watched. "What's your name?" He asked, twirling me around before pulling me towards him again. "I don't know if I like you enough to tell you," I flirtatiously replied, not giving him my name in a way where I wouldn't arise suspicion. "Oh I love the ones that play hard to get," he chuckled.

"Can't I get your name?" I tilted my head, the only things he could see were my eyes so I made sure they looked the most puppy like. "Awh darling you know I can't do that, just call me... wish."

Thank the gods for this mask or the surprise on my face would've given me away. The leader of Shadow? Wish? Jay? He sure has a lot of time on his hands, working part time jobs to fool me, to make sure he was the exact cab I sat in on that day, to put on a perfect act of being innocent. Gosh Shadow really are doing all they can to mess with me.

"Wish? Where does that come from?" I asked, hoping to try get out a meaning, "my bedroom. Up the stairs, bedroom all the way down the hall. I'll see you there in 30 minutes my mystery," he winked stepping away from me.

"Did you get the invite?" Jungkook's voice in my in-ear monitor startled me whilst I was in deep thought. "Yeah we're probably going to fuck all night long, I have half an hour, lead me to the safe," I replied, strolling up the stairs. I watched Jungkook go into the toilets, probably getting up the blueprint of the place on his apple watch. "Ok, as soon as you get up the stairs there'll be a janitors closet, get inside," he ordered me.

I silently went in, taking off my heels and carrying them to avoid more noise. "When you move the buckets on your left, there'll be a ladder, use it to climb up that flap in the ceiling," he said again. I did as he told, god this would've been so much easier in literally any other clothes.

"Go straight down the hall that's our place, you do know how to crack a safe code right?" Jungkook questioned. "A little too late to ask that question don't you think?" I mentally face palmed.

"Well can you?"

"I don't know Jungkook can a bunny hop?"

"Huh?"

"YES GOSH YES JUNGKOOK I CAN CRACK A SAFE CODE." I spoke in a loud whisper, walking down the hall, "as far as I'm concerned the entire floor should be all yours," he said, putting me at ease. I walked directly to the door at the end of the hall, eyes widening at the size of the safe.

Which psycho keeps something as small as a USB in such a huge safe?

I stepped towards it, feeling around it as I put my ear to it. I turned the dial several times counterclockwise to disengage all earlier attempts to open it. Then by listening in, I tried to find the combination needed to open it. It was the most complicated safe I'd ever seen, it required so much concentration I was actually sweating.

I turned it once, hearing the double click meant I had gotten one of the codes right, then again. And again, and right as I was almost finished with it when I heard muffled noises of crying. It's a mafias house, that's expected, so I continued before pausing again.

I thought I was the only one on this floor.

I followed the sounds like the idiots in the movies do, pausing in front of a door where I peeked through the little window, gasping at the sight. "What what happened?" Jungkook asked in my ear, the sound of my gasp must've made him think something went wrong, "they're... they're trafficking girls," just looking at them made my blood boil in anger, in pity.

"Byeol stop, focus on the plan, you can't get distracted,"

"They're kids. The oldest one looks 17, Jungkook they're all minors," I was disgusted by this place. "There's 5 minutes left till the leader comes up to see you, there's no time to waste!" Jungkook's panic was evident in his voice. "What kind of woman would I be if I didn't help them..."

"Byeol, you can't save everyone."

"I have to try."

I yanked off my ear monitor, walking into the room, immediately scaring the women with footsteps they thought belonged to someone else. "It's ok," I leaned down, placing my warm hands on as many of them as I could to provide the slightest bit of comfort, I took off my mask to seem more reliant.

"You have to go he's coming," they cried out, trying to save me. "He picks one of us every day to fulfill his pleasures, it's my turn today," she sighed, getting up as she got herself ready unwillingly. "No it's not," I pulled her back down patting her head. I lifted up my dress slightly, pulling out my favourite knife and placing it in her palm.

"You're a woman. You don't sit around and wait for a man, for a knight in shining armour to come under the moonlight and come rescue from the darkness. You become your own light. You become what they can't have, you become their sinful desire, one they can't attain. You become what they deep down fear most. A woman."

I got up hearing the footsteps outside, I stood behind the door carefully, waiting for the man to enter. I knew it wasn't the leader by the sound, the stumbling of the footsteps and the heaviness, this was someone else. As soon as the door flew open I kicked the person down, all the girls jumping on top of him in anger. Just as he used them to fulfill his sexual wants, they used him to complete their revenge.

I found a rock in a vase, using it to aim at the fire alarm all the way across the place I stood. I turned around and faced the girls, smiling as I knew they'd get their freedom.

"Start a riot."

Through the distraction of the fire alarm they could escape through the back exit where I made sure there weren't any guards. With a single message my entire team arrived to take them home safely. Right when I tried to finish the plan and get back to the safe, Jay arrived in front of me. I had forgotten my mask back in the other room so I just ran into his embrace so he wouldn't be able to see my face.

"I got lost, it was so scary," I lied while he chuckled, "you're ok right?"

My brain stuttered, everything around me shutting down so harshly, I could hear the slowing down of my heart, the sound of it pounding against my chest in hope to escape. My heart refused to believe what my mind had already realised. "Who are you?" My muscles were rigid, my head felt heavy, it felt like it was weighing me down.

"C'mon Byeol you're going to hurt my feelings," he took off his mask slowly, lifting up his shirt to reveal the scar of when my sword drove through his stomach.

"I killed you," I stepped back, my body naturally attempting to keep it's distance.

"Did you mourn?"

It's him. It's always been him. He's been fucking with my life for years while I thought him dead. It makes sense now, the whole foreign accent, it was him trying to hide his north dialect. "You didn't even check to see if I was dead, did our love mean so little to you?"

"It's not possible, you're not him," I pushed him away, barging past him. "Did you manage to get that safe open?" He asked loudly, I wanted to ignore him but I couldn't. "What were the first couple numbers?" He questioned again, circling me.

"1103."

"That should be enough for you to figure out what lies in the safe don't you think?" He tilted his head pushing me to deep thought. It was a date.

The date I killed my first love.

Although now I realise that was never the case, and I tormented myself for all those years pointlessly. "You asked earlier where the name Wish comes from, well Yeol it traces back to you."

"Your parents said stars were little wishes, they wanted you to become someone that fulfilled the wishes of everyone in the world. But you? What was your wish? You must have so many, it's a little heartbreaking you don't have anyone to fulfill them for you. You must wish your parents didn't abandon you, wish that you'd notice your only friend in the north was just using you, wish you didn't get raped, wish you didn't get shot in the heart TWICE, wish you didn't get experimented on, the list really goes on gosh you have a terrible life-"

*slap*

I pushed him to the floor, punching him again and again till blood was pouring out his face. All he did was laugh, shoving me off of him before he got up, taking a handful of my hair as he yanked it.

"See, you're not him. You're not Jaechan. He wasn't a monster," I spat, twisting his hand so he'd let go of my hair. "Neither were you."

"Look what we've become."

He walked to the safe, opening it after entering the last couple numbers. I watched him expectantly, furrowing my eyebrows and squinting my eyes slightly to see what lied behind there. He pulled out a sword and threw it to me, out of reflex I caught it.

"It wasn't your trigger words behind there," he chuckled which confused me, why did he keep a sword, and that too a really dirty one in such a secretive place? I analysed the sword, not taking long before dropping it with a gasp.

It was the sword I used back then.

Uncle Jeon's most treasured weapon that I drove through the lovers body.

That sword.

I fuelled my paused train of thoughts, quickly stepped one side of the sword I dropped so it would fly high up into my reach. I spun it around, slicing the sleeve of his blazer, "hey this costs a lot of money," he complained, "sorry, next time I'll just cut off the actual arm," I rolled my eyes. I hit him with the wooden edge of the sword, keeping him on the floor with my knee on his stomach, about to stab him.

"Go on. Kill me again. Last time I had to do it myself, but not this time right? They made you a monster who can take lives without batting an eye. Gosh look at this position Byeol, the deja vu's killing me, are you going to do the same? Are you going to kill me?" His eyes filled with tears that I knew were fake yet they pricked me, he built hesitation, a tiny smirk building on his face as he was happy at the control he had over me. Mental manipulation at it's finest. The leader of Shadow, so close to being killed at my hands. Yet I couldn't.

Once a coward.

Always a coward.

I hit him really hard across the head, knocking him out cold before I collapsed out of tiredness beside him.

"I really do have the worst taste in men."