It was the day of surrow and also the day of rejoice. I'm not happy because of this day. I may not be able to celebrate her birthday without her by my side. She was once my everything. But now... I am nothing.

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(Third person's P.O.V)

"To Yoongi hyung!" Taehyung chimed running down the road. They've all crossed the road safely, heading towards the three story building ahead of them.

"Is that the building the old man take you?" Jimin asked Heather, while pacing behind her. Taehyung was running around pointing stores. Namjoon following behind Taehyung who was completely acting like a child. Whilst Jimin's sister Zigne was behind us. She keep her head low as possible.

"Hey, are you still thinking about the guy?" Heather slowers her pace and begun talking to the girl who was still a stranger to her.

Zigne didn't respond but her expression shows that she was in a great trauma and her face also shows that she's worried and concerned about he guy before.

"We're here!" Taehyung exclaimed. Quickly Namjoon cupped the youngers mouth. Taehyung jerk Namjoon's hands away from his mouth.

"Would you shut your mouth for a day?" Namjoon scolded Taehyung. Taehyung pouted in nuisance.

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(Yoongi's POV)

Staring at the ceiling for about an hour past. I've been planning my way out of this shitty place. Out of this hospital, as fast as I can. I need to plan more. I need to get out of this place.

I need to see my brother. I want to see Heather, to check if she's okay. If she's doing fine. I feel like connected to her somehow. But I know she's someone I know before. I just don't know what is out connection. I'm confused, so confused that I forgot why am I even doing here, just lying, staring at the ceiling.

I miss Hyung Hoseok. I miss everyone.

My wings couldn't take it that I feel like I'm so broken, and unprotected, weak and unlovable.

What did I do to deserve this punishment? I asked myself. A tear fell from my eyes as I cast down my past life. I don't know what to do.

I sat up from my position. I reached for my phone that was on the bedside table.

I started to type words that I couldn't even understand.

[Hyung~]
[I need you hyung]
[Hyung]

Yoongi whimpered throwing his phone across the room. He knelt down on the cold tiled floor.

He started screaming. He lowered his body and later down on the floor. His eyes were bloodshot from the bruises amd from crying too much. He couldn't help but curse.

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(Hoseok's P.O.V)

Yoongi, where have you gone? I thought, staring at the door waiting for someone to come in. I don't think my life would be this boring. I didn't know... life would be this hard for me. I can't take it anymore. My brother Yoongi once told me, I'm his hope. Buy I don't think. I have those in my vocabulary. I think I have no hope left in me.

I later back down, closing my eyes once more. But then the door abruptly flung open...

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(Third person's P.O.V)

An unknown guy walking down the streets drunk, was hit by a moving car. He was hit pretty hard that he almost flew in the air from the strong impact. The city of Seoul were shocked, about the shocking scenery.

It was a breathtaking view. The guy was sent to the Hanuel hospital but apparently doctors couldn't save him.

He was brought to the morgue. Until then...

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(Louise's P.O.V)

I'm not happy nor mad. But everything makes me upset. Ever since my son Yoongi disrespected me. I couldn't help but hurt him. He never done that kind of harsh gesture towards me. Until now.

I'm still confused and shocked. I don't think I'll be able to take all the blame and shame.

I got Haneul. I got her! She's my missing little girl! I promise her mother that I won't let anyone hurt her or harm her.

But it looks like I'm the one doing it. I didn't mean to hurt her or scare her.

Mianhae. My Daughter.

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Still ... I don't know where Yoongi was spending the money I gave him. And I'm starting to get worried.

I need to capture Haneul again. I want to show her, something... her mothers grave. I'm sure she'll like to see her mothers grave right?

I stood up from my sit, while staring at his reflection in the mirror that covered almost of the room. I looked away and left the room.

Walking down the hall. I feel upset of what I have done to my daughter. I never thought I'll lose her again.

I don't want to feel helpless and hopeless again. I will do everything to get what I want. And when I say, I always get what I want.

No matter the risk are. No matter what.

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My eyes flick open. I let out a small air and check my surroundings. Where am I? I whispered under my breath.

I sat up from my laying position.

And the door flung open, revealing a blue coated man with mask and hair nets. Am I where I think I am? I asked myself again.

I got scared as the man scooter closer to me. I was shocked when he walk pass me.

Through my body... what's happening?
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"Lets get in." Namjoon instructed. But Jimin stopped him.

"I'll go first. I'll check the surroundings." Jimin left, passing through wall.

"What Do you think happened to Yoongi hyung?" Taehyung asked.

He was ignored, Taehyung started to walk towards a store.

"Taehyung!" Someone called out from behind.

Taehyung turned to the voice to see Jungkook running toward him.

"Jungkook! What are you doing here?" Taehyung asked, clueless why Jungkook was at this place.

"Are you looking for Yoongi?" Jungkook asked breathless.

"How did you know?" Taehyung asked. Clues less of what the doctor was talking about.

"He's in the hospital." Jungkook replied he threw his arms in the air catching his breath.

"But how?" The curious-Tae asked.

"I found Yoongi in that building wounded and hurt. So i brought him to the hospital." Jungkook explained.

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(At The morgue)

What am I?

The guy asked himself. He looked around the room to found himself laying on the table.

His eyes widen as he walked closer to his corpse. Tears started to fall from his eyes, realizing he will never be human again.

"But this is I always wanted. To die." He smiled. But his smile quickly fades.
"Death. Death is all I ever wanted. But why am I still breathing?" He Asked himself.

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Breathing again? I don't want this. Immortality? I never want this. I want to die and rest peacefully. I don't want this to happen.

I never wanted to be an Angel of Death.

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