Yuna POV

When I saw the training place of Soobin I was shook. I thought that my place was fine but his is even better. He had more situations simulated than me and everything looked more realistic.

"Maybe I need to build my place like that. That's so genius to pick scenes out of a fight." I thought.

"What do you mean by your place?" Soobin said behind me.

I turned around with widened eyes. I hope he didn't understand me.

"Did I say that out loud?"

He raised an eyebrow and nodded. I instantly panicked inside and thought of an excuse but I just couldn't find one.

"Yes, but I know what you meant. For now it's only your place but in the future all of this will be ours." Soobin answered for me.

I didn't know if he was lying or if he really thought like that.

Soobin left the place to get some guns after he asked me what kind of gun I want. He walked into the house back and I walked closer to the fake victims, most of them had faces on them and then I saw Jinwoo's face and even that of Jaehyun or Wendy.

How many researches did they do?

I had a bad feeling but I didn't get a grip of it.

I walked further and then I saw something weird. When I got closer I could see a wall where hundreds of pictures hung.

On all of them were me.

I got nearer and couldn't believe my sight. There were pictures of me from over a year ago but there were also recent ones, even some of the disastrous night.

Some tears fastly left my eyes but I wished them away and tried not to think of the night I killed the first person.

Suddenly I heard loud voices and I ran away from the wall with my pictures. I made a small note inside my head that I want to return to this place to look at all of them.

I silently walked to the place where I could locate the voices but I couldn't understand something since everything was more than blurred out.

The yelling was as soon over as it started and I tried to run back to my place but I already heard the door behind me.

"Yuna, is everything alright?" Soobin said to me.

I deeply breathed in and turned around, smiling at him I tried to look as normal as possible. There was some sadness in his eyes which turned me soft.

"I ran around the place to warm up a bit, Jaem-"I stopped myself from talking before I could say more.

Soobin raised an eyebrow at my abrupt stop.

"Who is Jaem...I don't know how his name ends?" He asked.

Terrified inside that I might have ruined everything I started shivering. What am I going to tell him?

I saw the blonde head rushing behind Soobin and before I could answer him Soobin stopped the male behind him.

"Can you please ask Kai to find something about a boy beginning with Jaem? This little girl here doesn't want to tell us everything."

His eyes were again piercing through me and I felt that I shouldn't trust him but I still did.

"Jaemin is my cousin and he told me to me warm no matter what I'm doing." I hoped they would believe my lie.

I directly looked at Soobin's eyes but I barely could read them.

"Check that Beomgyu, never heard of a cousin called Jaemin in the Kim family." He said.

Now I was sure that I completely destroyed my chance to get out of here. Looking down I waited for a response from Beomgyu but there wasn't any noise.

Confused I looked up and saw that I was standing alone here.

What the hell?

"Hello? Where are you?" I shivered.

I walked around the place and again found the place where all of my pictures were but now all of them were blurred and I barely could recognize my face.

"What's wrong with me?" I whispered.

Suddenly I heard silent murmuring behind me and turned around, but there was no one. I again said a hello but nobody was responding.

"Yuna, where are you?" A voice was behind me.

But now I was only facing the wall of my blurred pictures. The voice was calling me again and I started to creep out when I recognized the voice.

"Jaehyun is that you?" I shook.

The voice was calling me again and I walked closer to the photo wall. There was a picture of Jaehyun and me and when I ripped it down the wall I saw that Jaehyun in the picture was talking to me.

"How?" I stuttered.

"You murder! You killed your stepfather and the love of my life!" Jaehyun yelled at the top of his lungs.

A tear started to escape my eyes.

What is happening here? This can't be real. I must be dreaming.

"I did it out of justice!" My voice broke.

Jaehyun yelled again and I couldn't listen to him, the guilt again filled me up and the tears streamed even hotter and faster over my cheek.

"Stop!" I whimpered, when I fell down to the ground.

My head was about to burst when I heard new voices calling my name. Can't all of this stop?

"Is everything alright? You started screaming without a reason!" I heard a concerned voice in front of me.

I didn't dare to look up; since I was scared somebody would call out my criminal doings.

"Hey look at me, nobody will hurt you." The voice was distorted.

My heart was beating in an unsteady way and I barely could breathe. The tears were blurring my vision and I only could think of one person.

Why am I so weak?

I should be as cruel as everybody else; I want to rule over a whole empire.

"Get a grip of yourself" my mother would have said to me.

But I can't now. I just want to cry and talk about it. I whimpered a name and I think the person understood me, because soon I felt a warm breath against my face.

"Everything will be alright, just cry." He said.

The familiar scent relaxed me and now I was crying like a waterfall and explained to him what happened.

"Jaehyun just was yelling at me and I couldn't stop it. It hurt so much." My voice was hoarse.

The male just hummed a song and after a while I stopped crying, but I still was cramping myself against him.

"She has a posttraumatic stress disorder. Taehyun should get some medicines fastly, if not this will happen more often." I think I heard him saying.

That was the moment my consciousness left me.

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