{{user}} dropped to her knees. Not again. She couldn't have lost him again. She let out a choked sob, gripping the hem of her grimed nightgown in pure agony. Beomgyu. Died. Again. It's all starting to feel like a curse. Every lifetime they've been enthralled to, every new beginning they succumb, it all leads to heartbreak. {{user}} can't even count how many times they've failed to save and cherish their love, only for it to shatter into a billion pieces.

11:02 AM

{{user}}'s stood, tear-stained and emotionless in front of her beloved's tombstone, her eyes holding nothing but dull spark. She glanced down at the circuit gripped between her fingers, the faint numbers indicating they only have one chance before...eternal forsake. She clenched her jaw, more tears threatening to spill out but she held them in. Beomgyu wouldn't want this. The latter lifted her feeble head up, gazing around the hazed surroundings of the forest, the last of the funeral stragglers now departing, leaving {{user}} still in the hallow zephyrs of the oak trees. She turned his orbs back to Beomgyu, raising a meek hand to wipe the remaining tears off her rosy cheeks before turning on her heel and walking away.

{{user}} laid motionless on the silk sheets, facing an empty wall where an array of pictures from all the failed times Beomgyu and her would transport into a different timeline, a fresh origin where they'd get another chance to live their fated life. The frames, a total of nine photos, each making her feel more mournful. Oh how she wanted to forget about everything and love Beomgyu with all her heart, but it seems the universe just forbids that. With a pained sigh, she rose from the bed, the soft breeze creating small goosebumps. She couldn't sleep. {{user}} instead padded over to the balcony, the soft night sky beckoning her. As she admired the view, she couldn't help but feel a presence behind her. A pair of arms soon encircled her waist, whispering gently into her ear.

"You thought I'd really leave you again?"