His soul seemed to hurt with each moment that passed. And suddenly, a heart stopping sound would be heard to his left. The male froze in his place. Afraid that whatever he had just heard was in his imagination. As if the moment he dared look in that direction, it would disappear. Then, the scent hit him hard, like a baseball hit him in the gut. Ever so slowly, he turned toward the direction of the growl. His breath caught in his throat. His stomach clenched, eyes growing wide and the air around him seemed to grow silent. The only sound ringing in his ears was the growl that had been sounded previously.
Translucent green eyes fell on the dark figure that was unmistakable. There was no way he would ever not know who this was. He was the only creature that lived in this land that bore the pitch black coat that haunted Rin's dreams night after night. Without thinking, he took a step towards him. Wanting so badly to believe that he was real. That he wasn't a ghost nor a figment of his imagination. He needed to know. The scent and the sound, he wasn't sure if it was true or if it was a trick of his mind. Step by step, he drew closer. His saddened and disbelieving eyes never leaving his brothers ghost. If this was truly him...why did he have a looked that seemed to spell out hatred? Or maybe Rin himself was feeling so guilty, so pained, that he was imagining all of this. "K-Kyung? I-is that really you?" He breathed, the male now only feet away.
