Would it be that much of a taboo, if I shared a single night with you. It would be a damn shame.. to leave all this tension in vain. I haven’t seen a pic of you. I mean what’s there to lose? It’s been many years in the progress. And now that I think of it I can’t rest.

I want you more now that I can’t. I want you more all to myself. I guess what happens now, it’s in the past, but I want you more now that I can’t.

Would it be that much of a taboo, would there be that much to lose. I know now that’s there’s two; It means a lots on you. I’m not trying to take away. But I wish you were here today.

I want you more now that I can’t. I want you more all to myself. I guess what happens now, it’s in the past, but I want you more now that I can’t.

I wonder what blue feels like on a dark night. I guess it would feel like frostbite... left upon my lips from you. Dark rose stained lips lifted from mine under that night; the same time the moon danced with no stars. There was only one dreary star above, and that was you that I loved. It's a pretty color; blue and red. Would you be able to see it, hear it, or simply feel it? The passion blue had for red. This was that dark night that blue bled.

It hurts that I can’t have you now at all, but it’s worse I had you first and lost it all.

It’s painful to see you go, it’s worse to feel you go

I hate that I wake to the sound of your voice, yes your voice in my head, the voice in my dreams when I lay in my bed. The dreams so vivid, so real-surreal, it makes me livid and twisted. The hand that I touch does not exist; it goes through mine as I go through yours, all four fingers intertwined. I know you love me, but that’s not enough, I know you care, but that’s not enough. I want you here, but you say enough is enough. Love is… truly rough.

She laid there in bed without a care in the world and bathed in the bliss that the softness of her duvet brought her.

Then the smell of smoke and decay woke her to today's reality.

Her heart stopped for a moment when she saw she was amongst a bunch of bodies and realisation hit that she only had mere seconds before they became shells of what they formerly were, short of being 'alive'.

What was she going to do?

Just hours before these people had been her classmates, and this classroom had been the one place she could escape to, to avoid the reality of her life. University, to her, was a sanctuary and now it was nothing more than a graveyard.

Footsteps could be heard in the almost deafening silence, and they echoed about the walls as someone came closer to where she was - still frozen to the spot.

Her pulse quickened and drowned out all sounds, save for her heartbeat and the sound of a person coming closer.

A part of her knew that this person couldn't be one of those things, the footsteps were too... normal.

First she saw military boots and then she noticed a gloved hand as the person offered to help her up. After that she saw his face and recognition dawned on her: this person was someone well-known in the university.

He was in a group known as BTS and they were all popular amongst her peers. Namjoon aka Rap Monster was the leader and (y/n) had taken an immediate liking to him.

Now he was in front of her and her heart was beating rapidly for an entirely different reason.

Overcoming her thoughts, she promptly got to her feet with his aid and silently thanked him with a nod.

Behind him she saw his friends, and they were signalling them both to hurry up, so they could all get out of there.

And she was gratified to be out of there; the smell alone was enough to make anyone vomit, the sight even more so.

Rap Monster offered her to join them and so she did.

Together they will survive.