The rain poured, soaking through your clothes, but you barely felt it. All you could see was him—Eunwoo—standing under the dim streetlight, his dark eyes locked onto yours.

"You can't do this," you whispered, voice trembling.

Eunwoo smiled softly, his face tired yet painfully beautiful. "You know I have to."

"No, you don’t!" You grabbed his hands, desperate to hold on. "We can run away, we can disappear—please, Eunwoo, don’t leave me."

His hands tightened around yours, as if memorizing the way they felt. "If I run, they’ll come after you instead. You know that."

Your heart shattered. He was right. The debt he carried wasn’t his own—it was forced upon him. And now, the only way to save you was to give himself up.

"You always do this," you sobbed, your tears mixing with the rain. "You always choose me over yourself. Just this once, let me be selfish. Let me—"

He cut you off with a kiss. Deep. Desperate. Final.

When he pulled away, his forehead rested against yours. "Loving you was the only thing I ever did right," he whispered. "And if this is the price to keep you safe, then I’ll pay it a thousand times over."

You shook your head furiously, gripping his shirt. "No, please—"

The sound of tires screeching made you freeze. They were here.

Eunwoo slowly pried your fingers off him, his touch lingering. "Close your eyes, my love."

You refused. You wanted to burn this moment into your soul. The way he looked at you—like you were the only thing that ever mattered.

"Live for me," he breathed. "That’s all I ask."