Just walking beside him I felt something I've never felt before. I felt safe and unease. What is this feeling I'm feeling? Who is this person? Why am I so easily attached to him knowing there is a killer out there, a killer who just murder my best friend?

As we walked through the store we heard a few kids laughing. But the guy stood by my side the whole time as I picked up a random umbrella.

"Thank you very much." I said to the guy. He gave me a look before grabbing my arm tightly.

"What's wrong?" I questioned looking around. I noticed then the group of kids following us. One of the guys then ran forward grabbing the man's jacket.

"So Jungkook. What's been going on? Why are you running like you've got something to hide?" The other guy asked. So the man holding my arm is named Jungkook.

"I'm not." Jungkook snapped. He turned back at me grabbing my umbrella. "Please leave. I'm sorry about this. It was nice to meet you Jiwoo." He added pushing me to the register. That was weird I thought. I paid for my umbrella and walked out the store and back home. Once I got home I noticed Jimin's lights were turned off. He's still hurting. I wish he would let me help him but I know he hates me. If I wouldn't have agreed to sneak out with her. Doyeon would still be alive. She would still be laughing and smiling at me.

"Jungkook." I mumbled. Why am I thinking of him? He's just a stranger. But the way he said my name sounded....wait...how did he know my name? I never told him my name. Oh my! Maybe lucky guess. No Jiwoo. No random stranger would just guess a name and it would happen to be yours.

I'm convinced I don't know Jungkook...yet when he said my name it pulled something in my heart. Almost like if my mom called my name. Like if old family member called your name.

After putting the umbrella away and getting into a pair of shorts and t-shirt I crawled into my bed trying so hard to sleep. But one person was on my mind, that same person I had dreams about every night since then.

Jiwoo.

Jiwoo.

Jiwoo.

It's your fault. You should've been the one afraid in the dark, waiting for him to return. Waiting for him to take your last breath away. Not me. You.

You should have the black rose.

I woke up to a pile of sweat and my own tears. I do this almost every night and it doesn't help that to this day I still cry. I still wish it was me. I sat up looking out my window. The moon was easily seen through my window. But I wasn't just looking at the moon. Standing outside my house was Jimin. I grabbed my jacket before running outside.

"Jimin." I said walking up beside him. He was sitting on my porch with a picture in his hands. I looked down at the picture to feel my heart break even more. It was a picture of us. Me, Doyeon, and Jimin. It was Doyeon's fifteen birthday and I remember my sister was the one who took the photo. Doyeon stood in the middle with me on the right and Jimin on her left side. Both of us had a smile but nothing compared to Doyeon's flawless smile. That beautiful smile...no one can ever see again.

"J-Jimin." I found myself crying as I sat down beside him.

"I know. Don't say it." His voice cracked softly as he spoke. His beard and greasy hair were starting to show, but nothing compared to the bags under his eyes. "I was her big brother. The only real family she had left. And I wasn't there to protect her." Jimin said. I hid my face in my hands as I tried hiding my tears.

"I-I'm so sorry." I cried.

"It's not your fault-"

"Yes it is! I should have said no! We should have went and saw a movie instead. But no! We just had to go to that party! I'm sorry-" I was cut off by Jimin jerking my hands away from my face. He held onto them so tight it was hurting. But his eyes were the real pain.

"Stop saying sorry. It's not your fault Jiwoo. You are still a child." Jimin said. I watched as tears slowly left his eyes, but he didn't act like he was crying.

"You don't think it's my fault?" I question. Jimin just looked at me like I was the stupidest person there is.

"Of course not! You and Doyeon were best friends. She none stopped talked about you. She always had to make sure you were safe. She always wanted to-" Jimin seemed to cut himself off by looking away.

"To what Jimin." I asked.

"She knew...what happen to your mom. That your mom didn't die because of a accident. Doyeon somehow found out." My heart stopped beating. D-Doyeon knew about my mom. She knew about my past...and was still my friend? How did Doyeon find out?

Wait....was she one of the other kids?