Black Widow

A serial killer is in town, killing young men and taking their hearts literally. The Black Widow. The bodies tally to 6 in a span of five months including famous composer Park Yoochun. Four agents are commisioned to find the killer: Jang Woo Hyuk, Kwon BoA, Ahn ChilHyun, and the rookie Shim Changmin. Will they be able to stop the monster and avenge the death of his beloved hyung? Or will he fall prey to the black widow and it's web of hearts?

This is how a sinner dies.

Blood on his lips, lust in his eyes. 

The scent of death seeping through every corner.

The taste of blood dancing with liquor

This is how a hero falls

Behind the door, enclosed by walls

Bodies intertwined, breaths almost one

Shadows of desire, unspeakable things he's done

And as the clock strikes slower and slower

In place of his heart shall bloom a flower

Love-lies-bleeding is what they call her

Sole witness of the monstrosity of her master

A body lies limp on the crimson stained bed. Chest ajar without any beating inside it. The victim's beauty still apparent despite the absence of life. He was picturesque. Close to perfection. Only that his body was missing a vital part. The killer saunters back into the room. Sits beside the lovely corpse still adoring the perfection of the lifeless lover. For the last time, the killer caresses his face. An aesthetic pleasure that will soon disintegrate to an unidentifiable decay.

 If only he had known that it would come to this he wouldn’t have opened that door. He wouldn’t have let the killer in and make love to the monster. He would have just gone back to GwangJu with HyoJoo and take care of the responsibilities he had even if it would mean hardships for them for the rest of their lives. He wouldn't have died.

But here he lies. Beautiful but lifeless. His heart buried before him. His pleas and account forever unheard.