With the last and peaceful smile on Jun's lips came the first tragic end to his life which Jin couldn't do anything to stop.
The air was heavy with grief as the night sky was filled with the epiphany of his loss.
His gaze remained transfixed at Jun, who had ceased to breathe. This dark night reminded Jin of the time he was locked up in the dark room. He had sat huddled, his shoulders trembling and tears rolling down his cheeks and guilt and fear screaming inside him. But it was Jun's comfort that poked a hole in that fear, letting him breathe. It was that little toy's light he had brought with him that flickered within the dark, not making it so scary anymore.