As Haeun's sobs wracked his body, his thoughts spiraled out from confusion and fear. But beneath that chaos, a strange clarity began to form.
Yes, he was scared.
Yes, the sight of Yeongsoo covered in blood had shaken him to his core.
But as much as he wanted to run, as much as his instincts screamed for him to flee from the darkness Yeongsoo carried, he couldn't deny one thing—he still wanted to be with him.
Through his tears, Haeun realized something profound. Maybe those people had done something so terrible they deserved to lose their lives. Maybe Yeongsoo had no choice. And even if he didn't fully understand this part of—Yeongsoo's life—he couldn't bring himself to walk away. He had promised himself that he would love him, and that promise meant something. Even if the love wasn't fully formed yet, even if it was still overshadowed by doubt and fear, it was there.
