#plotchange

The speed was over the limit, far over. He didn't cared, he just kept on pushing the pedal. More, more, in curves a little less. Until he actually found himself alone. Slowly getting darker as he moved along the streets decorated with green tree's, no soul in sight before he pushed more.

Suddenly he was dreaming, floating, a aching pain got him everywhere when the sudden darkness went tight around his chest before he fell out. Out of the glass down to the ground, his eyes stayed open as his blood run out. The light from his car was blinding him, blinding into the darkness.

He closed his eyes.

Where am I? , He asked softly before he found himself as kid again. Happily playing on a spring day with his silblings in the backyard of his grandmothers house. Grandfather, he said but he couldn't hear him. Just laughing, smiling. Grandfather, will I join you? He asked.

He saw his parents arriving, smiling happily before he saw himself. As a kid, hiding in the warm embrace of his grandmother, slowly, slowly, its fading. The house was flooded with tears, grandfather, grandfather..

He took one breath.

His first stage, as a musician. The crowd was loud and aggressive as he started rapping. Pulling everyone in his dream as he continued. Endless laughs, endless bottles of soju and tears. Hyung, let's do that again.

He sweated, 5 figures infront of him as he furrowed his eyebrows. He was yelling, something about behaving before they got back. Endless dance routines, endless sweats and tears. Endless bruises and hugs, we made it, didn't we? 

New york, washington, los angeles, tokyo, hongkong. The sleepless and jetlagged body was hard to get to rest, days awake, nervousness and nausea. Sadness was ending him soon. Not soong enough today. Himchan, will it go well for us?

The kiss, a heated moment as the bodies sticked together. Whispered and rushed words of love between pure lust, lust between two broken people. Lust between a broken love, its positive. It is, silently cheering but loudly screaming. Embracing tears in the most painful way ever, Hyosung, I'm so sorry.. I betrayed you, I won't forgive myself.

The laughs and the tears, he stared. More, and more. until he sees the light goes off and himself getting weaker by every second. Reaching a hand out to the nothingness as soon someone was getting to him. Slowly, he was saying something but he was just staring. He wasn't sure what was worth fighting for, what was it?

Then it hitted him, the darkness, the fire, the loss. An empty space suddenly sunked into him, deeper and deeper. His thoughts and memories are now hand in hand, lovers into the dark nightsky between the tree's that seemed so cold but calming. He felt this hammering headache as he tried to move before he gave up. Gave up on trying.

Is it my time now to go?

What will happen now? 

Will everyone be able to do well,