III guilt

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Reader POV:

Jungkook was right, he exactly knew who's silhouette this was. The man disappeared behind the corner of a building. Pulling off the hood from his head showing his slightly curled hair. He glared at the dirty wall beside him.

His condition was so bad, that his whole body shivered. The fury came up crawling through his mind, making him go insane and hitting the wall with all the power he had left. The guilt had sneaked up to him over the past few days and was manifesting itself in his mind without any trace of letting him off the hook easily. His fist was bleeding, it was the just healed wounds that had opened up again after the impact with the cold stone.

"Why can't I just tell him that I am sorry instead of sneaking around his house like a stalker?", his voice broke. "I really am a f*cking criminal, dang it."

He ignored the pain, the tears filling his eyes and the lungs begging his body for more air. He let his bleeding hand sink down again. He turned around and started walking away. Slowly. Without any specific expression on his face but tears in the corner of his eyes.

The guilt eventually got the beast down on its knees

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