Doyoung's body burned with fever, he wanted you. He needed you. It was the most dangerous type of addiction. He was playing with fire. He wanted to hate you and go crazy with the hatred of everything about you. His thirst for you made his body ache and his head throb. The worst type of pain. His eyes were a low red as he felt his body convulse on the mossy ground of the forest. He couldn't take it any more

I love you more and more...I want to hurt even more. Desperately in this destiny..you're my favorite.