(Keifer's POV)
Everything happened so fast.
Victor's knife gleamed under the dim light as he smirked, his voice sharp and mocking.
"She's the key to everything you've been kept from."
I turned toward Adrian, watching confusion and rage twist across his face.
"What do you mean by that?" Adrian demanded.
Victor chuckled, then pointed the knife toward Angelo.
"Ask him. Angelo knows something."
Angelo stepped forward, his face tight. "I'll explain later, Adrian. Right now, we need to get Jayjay out of here."
Before we could move, Victor's men attacked.
"Get them!" he shouted.
The room exploded into chaos.
Yuri blocked a punch with a chair.
David kicked one guy into a table.
Ciel swung a broken broom handle, shouting something in Korean.
Adrian moved like lightning—
he was fast, furious, untouchable.
But then, Victor yelled,
"Adrian—take one more step and say goodbye to your grandfather and grandmother!"
We all froze.
Adrian's voice cracked. "What… what did you just say?"
Victor held up a phone showing a live feed of an old house.
Adrian's grandparents' house in China.
Outside, a man stood with a gasoline can.
"Make one more move," Victor sneered, "and I'll make them burn the house down."
Adrian's breath trembled.
"Uncle, please—don't do this. Please. Don't do something you'll regret."
"All I want," Victor said coldly, "is the company. The gaming company. That's all. Give me that, and everything will be fine."
Adrian clenched his fists. "You'll never get—"
Victor's tone changed—lower, darker.
"If you had given it to me earlier, maybe your mother and father wouldn't have died in that plane crash."
Everything stopped.
Ciel froze, her eyes wide, her lips trembling.
"You… you killed them?" she whispered.
"You're the reason they're gone!"
Victor laughed softly.
"Look who's talking. I'm the one holding your grandparents' lives right now. One wrong move—and they're gone too."
Adrian's tears fell, but his voice hardened.
"Even if you kill them, you still get nothing. They're under my name now. My name! And I'm already eighteen! I'll inherit everything!"
Victor tossed a folder toward Adrian.
"Then prove it. Sign it. Transfer the company to me, and they live."
"Don't sign it!" Ciel screamed, tears streaming down her face. "It's a trap!"
"Sign it, or they burn," Victor growled. "Ten seconds."
Adrian's hands shook as he picked up the file.
"Fine," he said quietly. "I'll sign."
He grabbed the pen—then suddenly threw the folder straight into Victor's hand.
The sharp metal edge cut Victor, knocking the knife down.
"Now!" I yelled.
I rushed to Jayjay, cutting her free. She fell weakly into my arms, barely awake.
Behind me, Ciel and Yuri tackled Victor.
But Victor, bleeding and smirking, reached for his phone and pressed one button—
"Yes or No?" flashed.
He pressed Yes.
Seconds later, his phone buzzed:
'Okay.'
He threw it toward Adrian.
The screen showed flames. The grandparents' house burning.
"No…" Adrian whispered, eyes wide.
"할아버지… 할머니… (Harabeoji… Halmeoni… Grandpa… Grandma…)"
Ciel dropped the phone, crying.
Victor whispered, "It's too late…"
Adrian's voice broke, "No… NOOO!"
He turned—eyes glowing faintly, rage and grief merging.
That hidden thing Ciel once told us about…
the part of Adrian that surfaces when he loses control.
He lunged at Victor.
Punching him again and again.
Each blow heavier, faster—
"YOU KILLED THEM!"
"YOU KILLED MY PARENTS! YOUR PARENT!"
"YOU BURNED YOUR FAMILY!"
Victor's face was bloodied, his laughter weak but cruel.
No one could stop Adrian—he wasn't himself anymore.
Then—
The building weak doors burst open.
Valerie stood there, changed into clean clothes, her hair tied, breathing hard.
Ciel turned to her, shouting in Korean,
"발레리! 아드리안이 정신이 나갔어! 제발 멈춰줘! (Valerie! Adrian's zoned out! Please stop him!)"
Valerie's eyes widened.
"무슨 일이야? (What happened?)"
Ciel sobbed, "그의 할아버지, 할머니 집이 불탔어! (grandpa and grandma ' house is on fire!)"
Valerie's face went pale.
Then she said calmly, "모두 뒤로 물러서. (Everyone, step back.)"
Ciel repeated the words, waving her arms, and we all backed away—me still holding Jayjay, who was weak but awake now.
Yuri and David tied Victor to a chair, moving aside quickly.
Valerie walked forward toward Adrian.
Adrian swung at her instantly—
She dodged left. Then right.
She wasn't fighting back, just avoiding every strike.
"아드리안! 정신 차려! (Adrian! Snap out of it!)" she shouted.
Adrian's fists shook as he attacked again, but she grabbed his wrist—then lightly kicked his knee.
He dropped to his knees, breathing hard, shaking.
Valerie knelt and wrapped her arms around him.
"괜찮아… 그만 울어… (It's okay… stop crying…)," she whispered softly.
Adrian's arms came up weakly, holding her tight, crying harder than I'd ever seen.
He buried his face in her shoulder, sobbing,
while Ciel collapsed into Yuri's arms, crying into his chest, clutching the phone that showed the burning house.
The sound of sirens grew closer.
Valerie held Adrian tightly, whispering something in Korean we couldn't catch.
Adrian trembled, broken, his tears falling silently.
The police rushed in moments later, taking Victor away in cuffs.
Victor smiled through his blood.
"This isn't over," he said coldly. "Adrian… you'll lose everything."
The officers dragged him out, his laughter echoing down the hall.
The room was silent.
Jayjay weakly opened her eyes in my arms, looking up at Adrian and Valerie hugging in the middle of the broken classroom.
Ciel cried softly,
David leaned against the wall, and Yuri just stared at the floor.
And me—
I just held Jayjay closer, whispering,
"It's over now…"
But deep down, we all knew it wasn't.