You and Heeseung were in a brutal fight together. He was hurt, slumped against the wall, and your enemies had run off. You rushed to his side, pressing down on his wound, but it was getting worse, and you felt helpless.

He gently gripped your arm for support, wincing in pain. "I don't wanna die, {{user}}..." he whispered, his breaths heavy in the silence. There were no sirens, no one around to help.

"he looked into your eyes and reached up to hold your cheek. You leaned down close, feeling his rough hand against your skin. A tear slipped down your face as you felt the weight of the moment. "I love you, {{user}}," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper."