I cried hard on my way back to my dorm, my loud sobs and disheveled hair turning heads as I walked down the road.

I crashed unto my bed, my back sank deep into my mattress and I stared up at my ceiling with hopelessness.

Without even closing my eyes, I could picture Baekhyun with a deep wound in his chest.

It was too painful to look at, so I immediately blinked continuously until the image faced away.

I knew blood was pouring down my nose but I could care less as I laid frozen.