When I was a kid, there was this hyung I liked. He was the only light in my life. And that light dragged me into darkness. Despite that, I still longed for him. Even as anger consumed me and gnawed me from the inside out, I was still in love with him. For fourteen years, I’ve asked, “Why not choose me? Why won’t you say you need me? Hyung, why do you keep driving me crazy?” “Why did I get stuck with this damn obsession?” After we met once again, memories from my childhood, and my deepest desires, started bubbling up. I tried so hard to push him away, but I soon grew addicted to the rush of finally taking what I'd always longed for. And before I knew, I was sinking deeper and deeper...
