"Daeeee~" Ye Jun passed the halls, chasing after the man he obsessed over for so long.

The former star zipped through the blurring classrooms, scared for his own life. Ye Jun was insane, and he didn't know how to handle that guy.

"Watch out!" He crashed into another person, as howling echoed through the school.

"Dae Jung!" the shorter, bespectacled boy looked up. "I'm so sorry, I was running from Cole and-"

"The werewolf? I was running from Ye Jun!"

"The idol?"

The two stared at each other in utter confusion. "But how?"

"Ohh there's no time man, let's scram-!" The two quickly stood up and made a sharp turn, causing Ye Jun to crash into a locker.

"Ow sh*t!" Ye Jun shook his head. "Dae come back! Dae!" he clenched his fists and ground his teeth.

"You too?"

Ye Jun turned to look at the owner of the gruffy voice. It was just Cole, the werewolf.

"Me too? Like, what?"

"Chasing after someone you love, who doesn't ever love you back."

Ye Jun scoffed and looked to the side. "He does love me. He's just being hard to get."

"Uh huh, and I can meow and I like to eat fish." Cole crossed his arms.

"You do?" Ye Jun's delusion was that bad.

"No that was sarcasm." Cole facepawed. "You're pretty delusional you know."

"At least I'm not covered in fleas!"

"TAKE THAT BACK!" he growled. "I'M NOT A FLEA BAG!"

"Oh sorry you itchy furry!"

The two of them butt heads and Ye Jun slammed his hammer against Cole's forearm. In retaliation, Cole bit Ye Jun's shoulder.

They were on and off, one attack and both went into stalemate until one of them dared to attack again.

"Stop stop!" Cole huffed and blocked another attack.

"What? Raising the white flag already? How are you even a killer?" Ye Jun scoffed.

"Listen, do you... want to talk about it?" Cole sighed and shook some soil out of his fur.

"....What?" Ye Jun lowered his hammer in confusion.

"Do you want to talk about... all this. About our unhealthy obsessions." Cole looked to the side.

"My love with Dae is perfectly healthy, thank you very much!" Ye Jun looked peeved.

"If it was, then why is Dae so scared of you?" Cole took a step forward. Ye Jun had a deadly hammer, but Cole was larger and had the upper hand in brute.

"I... He's not scared! He's just playing hard to get and-" Ye Jun denied the plain truth in front of him.

Cole walked over to the stairs and sat down. He patted the spot next to him.

Ye Jun squeezed his eyes shut and slowly made his way to sit next to Cole.

"Listen... I know you don't want to admit it. Truth be told, I don't want to admit it too. But they're not going to love us back no matter what we do." Cole shook his head. "We've done things that are just... terrible, you know?" he looked at the former STAR*STRUCK member.

".....Well what else do you want from me? He's so amazing and he's mine, no one else can have him-"

Cole placed a large, furry paw on Ye Jun's shoulder. "I love him too."

"....The glasses boy?" he looked back at the werewolf.

Cole nodded quietly. "I love him more than anything, he's my definition of home. But He doesn't love me anymore. I can't force that on him. He's only going to get hurt if I do."

"Hurt." Ye Jun had a faraway look in his eyes. "I've been hurting him."

"There's no better way to say this but... yes. You've been hurting the Korean star."

"Impossible... NO! YOU'RE WRONG!" He stood up, but Cole had a firm grip on his wrist.

"You'll feel that way at first. The denial. The anger... The grief." Cole swallowed the lump in his throat.

"Well then, what do you expect me to do about this?!" Ye Jun trembled violently.

Cole gently squeezed the idol's wrist. "Just sit with me. I've already been through this once so you won't be feeling around in the dark." He gently pulled the man back down to sit.

"....Werewolf." Ye Jun pulled his knees to his chest. "What do I do?"

"....We're killers, we can't stop the killing or the Mist will hurt us... but..." he smiled in a slight relief of himself. "We hold their past love as fond memories in our hearts. Rather than what could've been, we let them be what they were. We let them go, and move on."

Ye Jun tightened his lips and buried his face in his knees. "God... It hurts, werewolf."

"It always does, Ye Jun." Cole pulled the man to lean against his shoulder. "It always does."