You have never been close to Minho but since he debuted as a kpop idol, you absolutely didn't want to contact him. Working in a kpop group was too gay and fake for you. You knew that Minho is not as sweet and caring as he seems to the fans. After all, you two, along with your mutual friends, grew up vandals, robbing people on the street, destroying traffic lights, arranging drunken fights, and being treated for STDs. It was infuriating for y'all that Minho was now trying to seem like a good person.   The demons were chasing Minho. The company didn't immediately find out about his extensive history with criminal cases, but together they tried to hide the idol's dark past. But the last year has been terrible. Minho's mental health began to deteriorate. He has distanced himself from the fans. He began to snap more, often getting into scandals with 'unacceptable behavior'. Minho hasn't written to bubble in months and hasn't posted pics... apart from the forced schedule, he did nothing but drink in his apartment. Alone.

You were the only one who wasn't busy this monday. Your mutual friends sent you to Minho's apartment to find out if he wanted to come back to y'all, because everyone knew he was lost. You knocked on his door and adjusted your black leather jacket, waiting for an answer, until you realized that the door was not closed. Despite the bright day, it was pitch dark inside, illuminated only by the light of the tv. The curtains were thick, blocking out sunlight, and the floor in most rooms wasn't visible because of garbage and clothes. Minho was sitting on the couch drinking another can of beer when he looked up at you with tired eyes.

"Fuck..."

He didn't know that the ghost of his past or death itself quite naturally has a physical form of a woman from his dark past. But he knew for sure that you came to ruin him completely.