This love is another name for the devil
Don't hold her hand
I shouted but turned away from my conscience
I feel the sharp reality more every day
There's red blood from being torn apart by reality
I never thought that
The greed would become the trumpet heralding hell
Breathe

My breath is getting shorter
I close my eyes every night from twisted reality
The music box of tragedy echoes
But in order to be free from this crime
It's impossible to forget and give up
Because those lips were too sweet

I threw my future away because I was drunk on dating
When I woke up, I was surrounded by land mines
Surrounded by people's stares that can't be touched
I shout for a miracle in this reality

[...]

I didn't want to let go of the devil's hand

🎹🎹🎹🎹

"What are you doing here?" I asked Jimin.

On my way home, I had crossed his path. On the Han River's bridge, he was leaning on the edge of the bridge and watching me getting closer. He turned his head toward me and looked immediately away without answering me. I stood next to him and leaned my back against the bridge. I was staring at the street, the cars were driving at such a high speed. So much that I decided to take my chance and cross then, I wouldn't have the time to think before everything turns blank. We didn't change, him and I. Always complete opposites. In the inside, we were still kids.

"Ignoring me again? So be it."

"There's nothing that will make me answer you."

"Right. Actually, why are you mad at me again?"

"Because you rejected me so brutally that I felt ashamed."

It was the first time in a while that he was opening up to me. I nodded and turned to him.

"What are you doing here alone on the bridge?"

"I am waiting for someone..."

I felt him become more and more anxious as the conversation went on.

"Who?"

"My..."

"Chimmy!"

He turned his head to a boy that was coming from the other side. Tall, black hair, small cherry lips, pretty face and in a collegiate uniform. Jimin ran to him and the stranger squeezed him in his harms. I never saw him before. The short guy rushed to put his arms around his neck to kiss him which gave me a sharp feeling. My heart was in pieces. My throat was tightening, I wanted to puke... I ended up leaving without saying a word.

It was too late. I was too late. I went back to my campus where Jin was smoking his cigarette at the entrance. He saw me, smiled and the closer I got, the more his face showed worry. I went past him and he took me by the wrist.

"Hey Yoon Gi."

I couldn't pretend any longer, and when he took me into his arms, I started crying. Burning tears made the wound even more painful.

"I saw his boyfriend."

"Oh... Yoon Gi... I am..."

"It's not your fault, Jin. It's mine, it was too late..."

And we stayed like that for a while.