Seungri stared out of his cell with hollow eyes. Grasping the cold metal bars, he watched the tiny sliver of sunlight illuminate the markings on the wall. Scratched onto the surface were lines marking the days he had spent here, which were a messy scrawl of strokes.
Through the slanting space of the outside world, he glimpsed a young girl through the gaps. Her face, haunted and gaunt, stood out among the pallid surroundings. But her eyes were bright - burning with a palpable heat that could only be anger and triumph.
She drew nearer to him, and, grabbing the metal grate that separated this monster from the living world, drew in closer to whisper her venomous yet truthful words.
"You thought you could get away. But power can only get you so far. Hurting others, spreading lies will not give you protection. I hope you rot in hell."
Seungri, the star that fell from grace, the shooting star that had burned all that it had touched, said nothing. There was nothing to say.
That was how he was. And how he would be for his unknown eternity.
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