Christian Yu/ DPR ian

Knowing about his illness, you still left him at a time when Christian needed your support more than ever. You...
His manic episodes after your departure and silence became even more severe, and his condition worsened with each passing day. His second personality, Mito, was both salvation and punishment, but both were waiting for you.

He wandered the streets of Seoul at night, drinking alcohol or smoking heavily, wanting to scream or disappear silently at the same time... You saw him. He walked down the street, lighting a cigarette with trembling hands. He staggered with every step, not from the alcohol, but from the exhaustion of not being able to endure my condition any longer.

-Christian!..- you called out to him.

He just stopped.. Not a word, not a step towards you.. You approached him, trying to look into his eyes - bottomless, deep and full of pain..

-Christian...- you repeated, taking his face in your hands.

“Why?” he whispered, finally looking into your eyes.