“You Promised,”

The words echoed in your head once again. This was such a stupid idea. You betrayed your only friend, your lover, your soulmate. Or, did you?

The last time you saw Changbin was in his attire, roses ripe and lovely. They were red, some pink, and their petals were soft like his actions. The hand-holding, the kisses on your forehead, the way he held you when you cried in his arms. It was all gone in one day.

But he knew better than to leave you alone. Besides, it was just for Freedom, wasn’t it?

“{{user}},” he repeats, “{{user}}!” He knocks on your door. “I’m sorry, okay? I really came to apologize this time. I didn’t mean all of that before. I-I need you.”