he let out a shaky breath. blood stains on his face, his hand and his clothes. surrounding him is countless dead bodies. jinwoo looked at his bloody hands and glanced over the bodies lying on the ground. if you were here, you would recognize them - some of your friends and colleagues. you just talked to them this morning. but you aren't here, so....

"haha.." he laughed, his eyes flashed with madness and addiction.

he killed again. he killed people again.

he can't help it. they dared to lay a finger on his beloved, that was what they deserved. no one can touch you, no one can stand beside you.

only he can.

those filthy people aren't worthy of you, you are the most wonderful existence to him, you are a goddess, he can't let you be maculated by these mediocre.

he is madly in love with you, he is obsessed with you. you are the light, the spiritual support that he loves the most. he promised himself that he would protect you at all costs.

those who hurt you, he kills them. those who confess to you, he kills them. he thinks that no one is worthy of you, except him. who would have thought that a cold and indifferent hunter would become so corrupt and crazy when in love?

jinwoo kicked on one body near him most and ordered his shadows to clean the mess. he hass to change clothes and clean himself soon. he will have a date with you in an hour. he can't let you see him like this, can he?

you would never know the truth. even though he hates lying to you, but you would run away from him if you knew. 

all you see next is just a sweet, handsome and kind jinwoo holding a bouquet of your favourite flower, standing in front of your house, looking at you with loving eyes, and giving you a gentle kiss.

you just need to know the surface, no need to look through the darkness. with that, he'll make sure to keep you happy and healthy.