he yanks off the knife on his chest and forcefully presses it through the other party's heart.
malicious flames starts licking off, burning on the other party's body. he smiles ambiguously, heaving a sigh of relief. yoongi looks down onto the ground. where six petals lay. he's the only one left, he needs to survive.
he have to survive.
a/n: idk this is the end i can't think anymore
