Dark. It's painful. It hurts terribly. Then, for some reason, the cold body is touched by the same cold hands. But they still get the name warm. "Don't you dare die.. I'll get you out of the other world.." Jungkook's anger turned to despair. Clutching someone else's body in his arms, he could not think calmly. Not next to her. Not next to someone who has not yet had time to tell about love. Maybe it was too late to talk? It's always too late in their work. Every day is like the last. But.. Words don't come out. And now it's like a barbed iron wire squeezing his throat, not the pendant she gave him. One of his hands was lost in the hair at the back of her neck. The other held her by the waist, lifting the fragile body to his feet. "Please don't close your eyes.. At least say something.. I can't stand a minute of your silence right now.." Here he is, the general of the squad. The one who was considered heartless was now just begging her to live. A general who blames himself for not protecting a fighter. "Just breathe.."

He looked at her bleeding wound and pulled himself together, clenching his jaw. "I'm here, just listen to my voice and don't you dare fall asleep."