"What didn't I tell you, Taehyungie?" Hyeong asked. "I told you he was gonna die...and it's--it's all my fault."

No it wasn't your fault! I wanted to say that, I wanted to tell him that we were all in it, but instead I looked away from his eyes.

His gaze was too strong, carrying too many emotions all at once, that I couldn't bear to look at him.

I pulled out my hair in regret. If only I told him... I should have. Thinking about it, regret tortured me. It was too much. Biting my lips, I hovered my left palm over the candle that was next to me.

I groaned, feeling the burning sensation spread across my skin. I deserved to burn in hell, that candle was nothing.