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It was raining, pouring out like never before. Just the way she wanted the atmosphere to be.

Almost midnight, with no stars, no moon, only limitless clouds shadowing her already dark future. The sky was full of sadness, the grief and distress were gushing out of it like it's crying.

About the night, it is still young, just like her.

Barely twenty-one.

Barely inexperienced, naive, with freshly dripping innocence. Reasonably, these are those exact words that didn't describe her whole personality.

The innocent baby, who was totally unsophisticated and young, was now become foggy because of this world.

Because she realized there's no home for her. No one can tell her that she is worth it.

Not a single soul can state the fact that she has the right to live freely on this earth without any boundaries and barriers that are made by him.

She now understands, that no one can save her from the monster himself.

When she was eight, her body was found near a big church, all covered with beautiful clothes like she just came here for her marriage.

In that flawlessly white gown, her face was covered with a white flowery embroidered lace net, looking glamorous as ever but her age doesn't match with what she was doing there alone.

Her body was entirely hidden by all the dark secrets, she was from then going to take care of it till her last breath.

When she finally regains consciousness after two weeks of the accident occurs, she forgot everything that happened to her. Everything vanishes from the brain like a very dreadful and tragic memory.

The doctor said it can happen when any patient experiences or came through some disastrous accidents in their life.

And when their body was unable to tolerate the shits anymore, their brain automatically shuts down all the recollections of those bad images, leaving nothing but a whole black blank in mind.

After one month she returned to her home, the orphanage and that's when everything starts from zero to a hundred.

She tries hard, so hard from her entire soul to conserve herself together and just keep going.

To achieve something big in her life.

But when fate, whole wide destiny wished for her to break into million pieces, how can she save herself and keep going like nothing happened?

Her pure soul was attacked again. This time with double power.

She was thirteen back then.

The endless power of suffering and pain was thrown on her. The single happiness of hers got snatched away just like before.

He plucked every single string of her life, her joy, and her euphoria just like how everyone pluck roses when they feel the strong little flower doesn't suit to be this healthy.

The happiness was in the form of her love.

Her only love.

Jin.

A beautiful human being, an outstandingly perfect soul, with the most handsome face, a heart made of pure, untainted petals which comprise of nothing but love for her and others.

He was murdered.

And was found near his brother's house, so red in blood and mud. Just after the day, the two poor souls shared their first loving kiss under the Moon.

Oath to be together, to love each other together, to protect each other by this world.

Together.

All the oaths were from his side, except loving each other.

All because she knows, as he was her first love, and she can never forget to keep loving him, till death part them. But what about protecting each other and being with each other?

She never knows what will happen the next second she takes the step away from the house she lives in.

But she also knows that living like a coward, a weakling, will only make that person feels stronger.

But for her, everything was making her weak.

And tired.

When Jin died, his brother, Yoongi doesn't even have a single sense of how the accident happened. Officer said it was an accident.

'He was full high on drugs and alcohol. And the truck did the job, simple! This happens when you don't know your damn boundaries.'

That's what they said about her Jin.

From that day she was sheltered by Yoongi.
One of the sweetest people she knew in her life.

He was completely like his brother.

But just a little grumpy.

No matter what they said, whatever reason they told everyone and tried to fabricate the truth from her but she knows everything she needed to know.

Because that person did leave his identity.

A tattoo on Jin's chest, two bold red alphabets, JH.

But the police covered it, don't know why?

There's one on her body too, same. It was just near her waistline, side of her left thigh.

One day she wakes up, tired than ever, on a rooftop but properly covered with sheets and a beanie on her head, protecting her from the chilling coldness of Seoul.

The last thing she remembers that she was lazily walking towards the nearby shop to buy some ice-creams for herself, wearing a black sweatshirt and midnight blue track pants to save her from the coolness.

It was January. The coldest month of South Korea.

But she still wanted to eat her favorite ice cream, still wanted to feel colder.

Still wanted her useless body to feel the pain.

But then there was a pure red rose lying down on the road, so lonely but still fresh as ever.

Her facial expression quickly changed from sad to a happy puppy when her eyes landed on it.

Roses are her favorite.

Because roses were Jin's favorite.

Jin thinks of her as a rose, so breathtaking, so fragile to touch, just so beautiful and vulnerable, that every time his mind tells him to protect her at all cost.

When she ran to pick the rose up, memories of him kissing her with a red rose in his hand, wake the distress in her.

And then tears welled up and rumbled down on those already cold pink cheeks making her breathe deeply to lessen the pain that was burning in his chest.

She missed him.

With all her heart.

She looked up to see another rose, and then another and goes on in a line.

Without giving a thought about who did this to whom, she slowly picked up every rose carefully.

Now all left was one flower, just two steps away from her.

It already became a bunch, like a bouquet in her hands but she still finds them incomplete without that single flower.

Just when she picks the last flower up and tries to inhale the deep scent, her consciousness gives up on her, she started to feel more relaxed than ever, which leads her to blackout.

And when she went home after the scene on the rooftop, her waist and back were covered with big ass tattoos.

But she also recalled something.

Something strange.

She didn't hurt herself when she loses her consciousness at that place.

She even meets a warm chest, with racing heartbeats, uneven breathing. The feeling of someone's hand on her waist, protecting her from falling down on the ground.

She also recalled a voice.

"Well, aren't you a little ray of sunshine?"

The thunderous lightning strikes the right next building to her with an immense sound, resulting in a big blast, making her flinch.

But is it the reason for her flinching?

No!

It was the voice.

It was always the voice.

She saw her hospital clothes get entirely wet with the rainwater. Her eyes were blinking rapidly to try to make her vision clear in the heavy downpour.

No matter how much she was trying to stay awake, her eyes were slowly dropping in the need to rest, but she knows she has time.

But will he let her go?

Will he release her and let her die happily?

"I am sinning so bad......"

A frightened shriek left her wet lips when she remembered something leading her to lose her balance.

She fell on the surface of the rooftop, hands tightly pressed against her ringing ears.

Memories flashing back and forth, everywhere near her. She badly whimpered and her eyes widen in shock when she remembered what happened days ago.

"I am sinning so bad because of you."

A whisper.

A sole deep-needy low whisper, she heard, right next to her left ear. Hot air gets collided with the chilly cold skin of hers making her shiver badly in agony and fear on the bed.

Eyes shut closed but still twitching, heavy pants departed from her now chapped parted lips as she feels her soul leaving her body directing her chest to rise up and down in panic when someone growled.

Right next to her left ear, again.

"Because you are a dangerous girl...."

Everything, every single sound of his screams neediness.

Pure craving with long-lasting desires in it, wanted nothing but to devour her.

Shortly, an audible whimper can be heard in both of their ears, is of hers. Lips parted in shock and terror when something pins continuously on her left side of the neck, creating destructively beautiful curves.

But she still couldn't able to open her eyes. She was not in her adequate state of mind. Head spinning, totally irregular breathing which guides her to feel the greatest depth of anxiety.

".....and I like it."

At the same time, big fat tears got absorbed in her black hairs, just because of how the other's manic laugh sounds.

Her senses were more sensitive than before, she can sense an extremely destructive and hazardous smirk on his face, eyes boring holes in her, staring straight on those faded pink lips.

That's when she heard someone whimpering, badly. Trying to find any help near him. It was low as a whisper but the pain can be sensed from miles too.

"C-Can y-y-you h-help m-me?!"

It was Yoongi!

After Jin, all those years of sadness she lived, the only voice which she heard, who talked to her this softly was the one and only, Yoongi.

She never wanted to protect someone this badly like she wanted to, today.

Her heartbeats were giving rise to heavy breathing, again. She started shaking, wanted to free her body from the spell he drops on her.

The drugs were doing the best jobs. But she still has to do this. That's what she thought when she heard the person answering back.

"What did you do to deserve help!?"

It was far from her, like moving somewhere. It was just her imagination or reality she doesn't know. But what she heard was pure hatred.

The bitterness is what the voice is all about. All the irritation, anger, and wrath were dripping from it.

And that's what makes her more restless. She can now listen to every single sound, she can sense all the touches.

Drugs were making her body more sensitive, but to some extent, she was thankful for it. Because they can make her listen to her nearby.

"W-What are y-you d-doing!?"

Yoongi again said something. And now her brain started processing and filtering every single image and possibilities that can happen to him.

Or her.

All of a sudden the coldness was more than before like her body is right in front of the air conditioner.

She thought it's all because of the effects of drugs but it was far away from what she imagined.

And then it happened.

Her body begins to ignite internally like a fierce fire, making everything shut down in seconds.

All left was a nerve-wracking scream from her lips. Ears senses were not enough for her to hear anything after that, just a single ring, which was repeating again and again.

The screams were painful, anyone can see how much she was suffering from the injection that was injected in her, right next to her left ear.

Those cries get muffled in seconds and for the second time in life, she feels soft lips on her, attached totally packed.

There was no distance between them, like all he wanted to absorb her sensations and make her feel nothing but him.

The kiss was nowhere with affection or warmth and to be honest, she didn't expect it to be like that.

But she didn't even predict it to be this harsh and violent. The forceful kiss made her dizzy, all the clouds of clearness were turning into bewildering and muddy.

He was like gulping everything out from her.

Her body shakes like a leaf in a storm, like prey in the predator's mouth.

Suddenly, the pressure on her stomach increased and he yearned to stop her from thrashing around. The pressure was considerably tremendous and after some seconds, her cries turned into whimpers.

And whimpers became nothing but soft mutters.

Her head was spinning, hard even if it's on the damn soft pillow.

All she heard was panting and ragged breathing.

First, she thought it was of Yoongi, who was still somewhere in the room. However, she was wrong.

The pants got closer, just above her parted lips.

Then he hissed in need. But his mouth gives her something more than just a whisper.

"Hide yourself well...."

And then he's gone, after breaking all the last some strings of hope in her body. She left alone again and then there was stillness.

No rush!

But accidents don't come with a warning, right?

".....because I am coming for you."

She cried hard when again the lightning strikes, this time it appears just above her head, making her scream in fear and anxiety.

Just when she was about to stand up from her place, trying to stop the suffering.

Just by taking that small step to release her from this cruel world, a voice shouted.

"WHY DO I ALWAYS FIND YOU ON THESE DAMN ROOFTOPS?"

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