I looked over the balcony and all I saw was the darkness that had swallowed him and dragged him into the pit of his death. But wait a minute.. How could something die when they could just vanish? It was then that I felt my sorrows lift away after a soft tap was placed on my shoulder. I turned around and there he was again. Standing there with a grin, now seemingly sinister and I somehow knew why..

What are the odds of you standing in front of a balcony with a grinning man in front of you?

The outcome cannot be pretty..

I stood there just waiting for what I thought was coming and he did.

In an instant, he came closer to me and shoved me. I grabbed onto his pajamas and he disappeared. I waited. I looked around and finally, when I had gotten comfortable, I looked over the balcony again then watched as the world flip as I felt the wind push against my skin. The darkness was closing in and I could seemingly never escape.

But then, all of a sudden, the world came to a pause and I felt myself at peace. I kept my eyes closed until I started to feel my body tilting. My eyes stared at the ceiling as my feet came to touch the ground. It was then that I had come to observe the room. It was bursting with many colors. Some I knew, and some I did not.

I blinked and noticed a mirror showing another mysterious man looking back at me in the same position as I was. Only think was, he was on a swing. I furrowed my eyebrows together and he just put the pink candy in his mouth before winking at me with a grin. I quickly flipped off the swing and came to approach the mirror..

But upon approaching it, I noticed that some things were a little off. It was when he had reached out his hand to me that I realized that this wasn't a mirror at all. This guy was really here extending his hand out with a grin, waiting for me to shake it. I hesitantly held out my hand also and he smiled with a breath.

"Jeon Jungkook." He said as he shook my hand. Immediately, while we were shaking hands, I felt the world move. I had no idea what was happening until I woke up breathing hard in a bed. I looked around before sitting up and taking a deep breath. Something caused me to look up into the darkness and then I saw it.

That precious, beauty floating freely into the air with the others.

A feather..

The most envied thing I could fathom. It was free. It had wings and many wanted so desperately to fly. Fly away from their problems and in their attempts to fly, they only condemn their soul.

The feather fell perfectly into the cup of my hands and rested peacefully there. I understood part of why these mysterious spirits were here, but what I could never figure out was..

Why was I here?

Why did I have to experience their stories?

What could any of this possibly tell me?

What did any of it have to do with me?

That is what I didn't understand.

I blew the feather away and sighed. I guess I'm trapped here.. I thought to myself. Then the feather returned and others appeared on the bed as I looked around myself. They all began to fall and I laid back onto the bed covering myself with my eyes shut tight. The darkness was all that I saw, until I began to see Taehyung talking with a man.

"Please, take care of her while I go take care of my buisness. This is a really big opportunity for me and I think that this will be enough to keep her safe if all goes well."
"I will." Taehyung responded.
"If you do not hear back from me in three days, call me. If in six weeks I do not return, look for me."
"Why would you not return?"
The man shook his head. "That doesn't matter. What matters is that if you will keep her safe."
"I would give my very life to keep Mai Fang safe. You know that.."
The stranger nodded again as he began to look down.
"Listen, you have nothing to worry about.. Jungkook, I swear to you. My life will be gone before hers if I can help it."
"Good." And it was with those words that the man had left. The whistle blew as Jungkook took his seat. His sigh blew me into another scene.

I heard noises of broken glass and wooden furniture being broken. When I opened my eyes, I heard it.

"NO! YOU CANNOT HAVE HER!"
"WHAT I DO IS MY BUSINESS, AND WHAT YOU DO IS YOUR BUSINESS!"
"OH JJINJAH?"
"NE!"
"REALLY?"
"YEAH! YOU KNOW NOTHING OF WHAT I DO. ALL YOU EVER DO IS PICK UP YOUR LITTLE BRUSH AND WIPE AT A STUPID SHEET OF PAPER THAT NO ONE THINKS IS ART!"
"AT LEAST WHAT I DO IS LEGAL AND DOESN'T INVOLVE BLACKMAIL!"

Another piece of glass flew and they began to fight. It was then that I had realized that Jungkook had been arguing with Agust D.

"You have no power against me! I can see her if I want to!"
"She is my 자촌 (Sachon)! And with her as my younger cousin, I have a say over her life!"
"You are not her Oppa!" He screamed.
"I am her Oppa!"

Agust screamed at the top of his lungs in frustration before Jungkook ran to him. "Agust, please. She is family." Agust didn't listen to him and pushed him against the wall. Then he cleared the table that was filled with bottles that crashed to the floor. Just then, I felt myself go into Jungkook's body as he charged at Agust. His fist clashed with Agust's face and then Agust's fist clashed with Jungkook's in return. Seemingly unharmed, Agust kept going and picked Jungkook up by his shirt. I left his body then so that I wouldn't feel the pain anymore just as Agust threw Jungkook into the black leather couch before throwing a chair at the wall.

I could see the pain written on Jungkook's face as he sat there watching Agust go crazy. He calmed down after a while and then put his hand against the wall to support his body as he panted. "I need her.. And if you stand in the way of us ever coming to be, then we can no longer be friends." Jungkook slowly looked up at him and nodded. "Then so be it." He grabbed his bag and walked out of the door with his art supplies.

I saw everything go downhill from there.

All of his art was stolen,
He became homeless and one night,
As he was walking to the park,
He saw flashing lights..

Looking into the front seat of the car, he saw someone familiar..

A friend who had become a stranger..

And a stranger into a killer..

All he could do was smile.

He knew that he wouldn't stop, so he just stood there. Waiting for the one thing that Jungkook knew he wanted..

His death..

I watched as his body flew across the street and the car stopped to pick up the body, then to dispose of it into the water. I watched in horror as Jungkook's smile stayed in my head.