Cold black eyes gaze deeply into soft brown ones, cruel harshly spoken words, " It's almost midnight but I won't take your hand. For some reason, I've been too kind, but no longer. You need to make a wish for me to fulfill." As a spark plug burst forth, Tak Dong Kyung felt pain erupt inside her skull, pain rocked inside her brain. Falling to her knees, gripped along the dried grass growing on the apartment rooftop. Whimpering, attempts looking up at his imposing figure, lifts her hands, red ribbon bracelet reflected in the lights, whispers, "Your hand, please." Cruelly, he stands, not moving, only watches as she suffers, a muscle ripples along his jawline, only hinting at his internal discomfort. He asks, "Is this your wish?" Holding out his hand, palm up, waiting for her answer, stares as she closes her hand, grips tighter against the dried grass, crying out further, clearly pain increasing, pleading stops. Bending, gently places his hand over her hand, closes his eyes, as he no longer can stand to see her suffering before his own eyes. His heart has already reached its limits of cruelty when it comes to this beautiful woman.
Standing, he gazes down at Dong Kyung, "I told you not to show that bracelet to anyone. It is your weakness. I am not human. I do not eat, sleep, or cry. I feel no love or sympathy because I am not human. That is how I choose to live." Crouching, glaring up into his cold face, angry tears brimming in her brown eyes, hisses, "You are pitiful." Equally irritated, dark eyes brimming with annoyance, arrogant toned, "You are the pitiful one. You will end up crying because of me and wish doom upon the world as that is the only way for you to kill me." Rising to her feet, anger boiling over, brimming, meeting his dark eyes, challenges, "Is that your plan?" He stares, not responding, only watches as she turns, climbs a top a wall.
A small two tiered brick retainer ledge sits under a flimsy, thin wire railing, Tak Dong Kyung climbs atop this wire, bright pinkish purple Converse basketball shoes reflect in the streetlight from below, balancing on thin wire, meets his dark eyes, says, "This is my plan." Feeling her body tip backwards, closes her eyes, waiting….