Ten minutes. That's all you had to save your entire city. Seungcheol, a criminal, had placed a bomb inside the ground of the city, so powerful it could set the entire place on fire within a few seconds. You just had to find it and destroy it. But you couldn't. So now you stood on the roof of the only upright building, his base, as you watched everything burn. Burn, burn, burn. Tears welled in your eyes, it was all your fault.

Footsteps. You turned around to see Seungcheol. His expression was surprisingly soft, he stood 6 feet away from you, in that white button-down shirt. Despite your distance, his hand subconsciously reached for you. You backed away and pain flashed through his eyes. Tears streamed down your face, the hatred you felt for him, was unexplainable, insurmountable. He opened his mouth, "It wasn't your fault." his deep voice rumbling. This only added to your rage and desperation. He was a terrible fucking person, yet your heart ached for his embrace.