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Weeks before the final round Hyuna mutually agreed on a song centered around ‘A love never ending’ for the performance theme. Luka wrote all the lyrics with no help from her except the occasional that's too sappy remark. It was for the aliens' appeal, that they performed such as “lovers' ' on stage. They both learnt that young. Observing their masters betting patterns for season 48 taught more about how not to get killed than Anakt ever did. Hyuna would complain to Luka all about how sadistic it was, Luka was the only one to pick up on the details as she did, he was her best friend Afterall.
Her best friend, Luka, all dolled up in alien adoration made her re-think about how worse a person he is. ‘Are you wearing the admiration of your fans to taunt me?’ The thought started eating all the hope of staying alive. Everything Luka did now reminded her of the kid he used to be.
Now he was only a fragment of the guy she tried not to hold on to but after Hyun-Woo he was the only thing she could grasp.
Luka wore an all-black gown, his pale skin exposed. Hyuna was wearing an all-white suit with a red Camila flower tucked in her chest pocket. She styled her hair with a singular messy braid adorned on her right. While Luka let his flow down his side for a “Natural” style, he was anything but.
Hyuna couldn't bare looking at him. Dreams about when they were kids. The three of them glazing over their fates. Hyuna could forget every memory, every indent of their footsteps on the synthetic grass. Having the best moments of your life with someone you hate was an easy thing to want to forget but she didn't have the will.
Her brother's bloody corpse, his crushed head and a sickly-sweet smile from Luka coated all her memories in a bittersweet liquid. All the pain that came with each memory always swelled in anger. In the end, self-doubt got to her before hatred could ever impact.
The match had not begun, yet she already felt sticky wiping her sweaty palms on her stupid white suit.
Luka adjusted his gaze on Hyuna, and she only had a pitiful display to give back. Her eyes focused on taking a good glance at the expecting audience. “Hyuna dear don't get distracted,” Luka whispered, the sound that once was always her comfort now only bring her an indescribable feeling. Even though they were so close Hyuna shoulder battered Lukas chest she couldn't feel any warmth coming from the hollow remains of Luka.
“You-” Luka placed his finger on Hyuna's cracked lips as he began singing to the crowd, arms raising up welcoming the aliens before bringing it back to grasp the microphone. The stage lights made him seem like an angel fell from heaven. When heaven existed. Hyuna always admired how Luka looked the best in the spotlight, he was created for it after all.
Hyuna tracked his fluid movements pulling herself together and trying to grab her microphone. Luka's eyes caught hers again as he slowly went into his microphones for a kiss. Oh, how he loved to play games If they were other people would this gesture bring something in her stomach without their past could Hyuna give him a chance? Would she lean in instead of punching him that day. Although it did bring a feeling, a feeling of disgust. When it was her time to sing, she wasted no time hitting every key perfectly despite the sweat stains on her clothes, pupils looking frantically and a half assed smile. She looked stage perfect.
She had taken all the emotional parts, not particularly by choice. But it's what dear Luka requested. She wouldn't mess anything up, she made sure of it. While remembering the lines she realized she had all the English parts. Luka knew English more fluently than she ever did but looking at the lyrics part she saw Luka took none except a final duet at the end. She was more than proficient but was this his way of giving her the final fuck you?
She sang her part of the final duet and Luka didn't start. ‘What the hell was he planning’
Suddenly Luka grabbed her wrist and unraveled her calloused fingers, inserting a jagged butterfly knife in her palm. Hyuna looked at him with utter disgust and maybe a bit of fear. Was this thing, Luka, going to frame her for murder? He already messed with her up badly when he made her push Hyun-Woo on the stones littered in Anakt garden. Would Hyun-Woo want to stay alive knowing their friend Luka grew into a psychopath.
His fingers wrapped around her wrist, not allowing her to have a grip on the glistening knife. Hyuna's legs hit the underside of his knees and sent Luka to the ground holding the knife near her leg before Luka took the metal and plunged the knife into her thigh. Hyuna didn't scream, she didn't squirm just a feeling of betrayal fell on Hyuna's sad facade of not giving a shit as she struggled so hard not to faint from the blood lost. She just needed to get out of here, struggling to get off of Lukas trembling body. She had to get out, she had to.
Luka snatched her hands again and with a sly smile stabbed himself in the chest. His shirt was black, It just got soaked until it leaked onto the white ground filling up the once pristine stage. Luka stood there smiling. Their blood made her legs cold, she felt cold all over. Cupping Hyuna's face, he brang her down to him just like when they were kids. He opened his mouth and that's when Hyuna stopped struggling and all the tears poured out.
Luka's mouth produced a short swallowing sound, his sly smile looking bittersweet. Everything was bittersweet now.
“Please,” he breathed and looked into Hyuna's eyes, the one he has always loved. "Love me next time.” Their lips inches away from each other, Hyuna felt her heart in her throat “I- can’t.” Hyuna could feel his breath on her lips. Before he pulled her down for a hug, he burrowed his nose in her neck, and she felt something wet run down her shoulder. For the first time Hyuna felt a warmth in Lukas body.
The flower from her suit fell on Lukas black as she got dragged violently, just allowing the jagged hands to take her away. She couldn't do anything if she even tried. The aliens were rioting, upset faces surrounded her on all sides but she couldn't care less. Luka messed something up within her; he had that effect.
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Hyuna fainted and woke up somewhere in a tent-like structure. A human was treating her wounds. The place where Luka stabbed looked infectious with yellow pus surrounding It. While it stung and she just wanted to faint again from the pure agony and disgust bubbling on her leg. The guy laughed. “Your friend is one hell of a bastard.”