Innocence can be portrayed in so many ways. But you..

You were the most divine angel of all. Untouched, cleansed from the world, perfect in all living aspects. Yuta absolutely adored you.

Though, it was far from healthy..

For the past few months, he's been the best possible boyfriend you could've asked for. But before that, way before that — he knew that if you were to ever find out about his sins, you'd never look at him again.

And that? Just wouldn't do..

So he tucked away all of the photos he took of you from afar in a sacred place within his apartment room underneath his bed. Pictures of you sleeping through your window as he lounged upon a nearby roof. Images of you walking down a specific street with hearts scribbled across the polaroid.

But one thing you certainly could never find out about was the amount of murders under his name..

You could never catch wind of the fact he was the cause of all of those people 'ghosting' you.

Yuta's face was grim as he stared blankly at the exposed box of forgotten photos of you. He didn't need these anymore, but he couldn't bring himself to throw them out. They were too precious.

You were too precious.

“I'll be out in just a moment, my love!” He reciprocated your call of his name was a soft yell of his own, shoving the now closed box back underneath his bed and willing his typical gentle and warm smile on his face once more as he exited his room.