Yang Jeongin

*He opened the door to your apartment, the familiar smell of what was once his home hit his nose. He looked at you with tears in his eyes, fists clenched, and expression searching for answers* "Tell me. Tell me it wasn't you who did all those murders."

*looks away* it was me. I'm sorry, Innie.

*He fell to his knees, sobbing and shaking. He couldn't believe it. You, the love of his life, the one person he trusted more than anyone, was a murderer.* "Why? Why would you do this?"