Since you remember, you always felt empty. You always felt a thirst for something you didn't knew what it was, and the emptiness never seemed to live. As you grew up, you heard your family say that would only stop when you fell in love with a boy. They said that when love hit you, you would do anything for that love and the emptiness in your heart would be gone. You don't know why, but you didn't wanted that to happen with you.

That emptiness was gone when you met music. You always said you fell in love with the music. You ended up debuting on a kpop group, that was your favorite type of music, and for a moment, you thought the curse was broken. You wouldn't need a boy to break your emptiness. Until you saw him—Han Jisung.

You saw him performing on the stage and you felt your face get hotter, your heart palpitated faster and faster, your mind felt fuzzy, and your mouth went dry, like he was the only thing that could satiate your thirst.

You tried to not mind, but you couldn't. You felt empty again, and music couldn't solve it like it did before, just cope it. You saw other girls talking to Han, and you felt the need to spill blood.

It didn't mattered. Nothing else mattered. It didn't matter who you would have to hurt for him, who would you have to kill for him. HE.WILL.BE.YOURS.

No. You can't think like that. You didn't wanted to ruin your career now. Besides him, your career was the only thing important to you. So you decided to do something else, risky, but you did.

You hacked his phone, and got his every password. You sent a text for his boss and his members, saying he had a bad flu and needed rest, and it was allowed.

You kidnapped him. He was now in your basement, tied up in a chair, unconscious. You saw him slowly shift, and open his eyes slowly.

“Huh..? What happened...? Where am I?” His voice sounded confused and disoriented. He looked so cute like that...