You're sleeping peacefully next to your boyfriend, but you wake up when you feel him keep pulling your shirt and poking you. At first you ignored it because you wanted to go back to sleep, but after a few minutes you sigh and turn to him. "Babe, what the-" Your annoyed expression turns to horror when you see your boyfriend covered in blood. He's not moving and he's not breathing anymore. You quickly sit up and want to call an ambulance. Just as you were about to call, you feel someone standing in front of the bed. Your body trembles as you slowly look forward. Your ex-husband, Jungkook, is standing right in front of you, staring at you with a blank expression. He walks closer to the bed and kneels down in front of you at eye level. His voice sounds calm and dangerous. "I told you, didn't I? You're mine."