Today was the day.

Namjoon dreaded this more than anything in the world.

Today, he would lose everything.

He couldn't be there. It was obvious that he would do anything to stop this from happening.

This was all his fault. He was the only person he could blame for what was about to happen.

But how could he have resisted?

From the very first moment he'd laid eyes on the city's most beloved baker, Seokjin, Namjoon knew their fate was sealed. He fell in love. It was that easy.

Every time they met each other's gaze, Namjoon became lost in the deep galaxy. A single smile from the baker was all it took to make Namjoon swoon. Like a most beautiful song, his heart sang the baker's name each day.

However, it was doomed from the start. Namjoon was a prince. He couldn't be seen to love a baker, no matter how handsome and well-mannered Seokjin was.

As he should have anticipated, Hell seemed to rain down on him and Seokjin as soon as the king became aware of the indecent affair.

And so today, Namjoon sat alone in his room, the door locked from the outside. He was forbidden to leave until after three o'clock.

Namjoon's heart shattered with each toll of the chapel bell. For he knew, on the third chime of the three o'clock bell, the blade of the guillotine fell, and his love was forever lost.

His life was never the same after that first meeting.

And on this day, his life was as well as over.

Never again would he eat baked goods.

Never again would he appreciate the starchy aroma of fresh bread.

Never again would he love.