Jumin's route... Why? Why did you have to choose him?

It was late at night, you just chatted with Luciel and you felt like call him. Something, deep inside of you knew that it was a bad decision.. Still, you kept going.

Luciel picked up the phone, a hint of sadness masked with his typical charisma as he spoke. On the other end of the line, Luciel was at his desk, without his glasses, on the verge of collapse. Hearing your voice, he didn't know whether to feel better or worse, but he could tell that you could sense that something wasn't right.

"I know what you're thinking." He spoke, breaking the brief silence.

"But you're not interested in me... You only care about Jumin, right? Haaa...." He exhaled softly, trying to not burst on sobs.

"My heart is broken... But... I grew up in a world of breadcrumbs, maybe that's why my heart feels shattered." Luciel chuckled softly... bitterly.

"I think my breadcrumb friend has something to tell me. I'll call you later." He said, not really wanting to hang up, but he also didn't want you to hear him like that.