Over the years Kim Seohyun never knew who was really behind the death of her brother Kim Seokyong, the police we're having trouble on finding clues and decided to cut the case off.
She was desperate to find 'them' to seek justice yet no one helped h...
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"What the hell took you so long for you bastards to show up again?" Siho sighed to the two men. They both look at each other before the other one hesitantly slid a folder on siho's desk
"Sorry for the inconveniences Sir. We had.... A teensy weensy problem on finding information about him" the other spoke while giving the tiny hand gesture while the other nod endlessly
"What trouble could you possibly encounter in finding a petite teenager's information!" Siho shouts to the men making them flinch, "S-sorry, sir. S-s-sorry..." They said while stuttering
Siho sighed and clicked his tongue in annoyance. He was about to open the folder when he notice the men were still here, "Aren't you leaving?" He raises his eyebrow
"A-ah of course, of course! Thank you sir hong, we will go now" They bowed a couple of times, "Hold on" Siho stopped them in mid air and took something on his drawer
"Here. And make sure to be available for me anytime, i might need you" he says sternly and handed a good amount of cash
"How come a seventeen year old boy is more richer than us?" One of them whispered to the other as it shrug not knowing why, "Cause I'm rich" siho replied and motioned his guard to guide them outside
"Take care mister hong! Our loyalty remains to you!" They bid fair well
Siho sighs as he was left alone to his study room. He rubs his temple before opening the folder filled with information of the one and only guy who was spotted with seohyun, his childhood friend and love
He tends to read what's in the bottom, seeing his birthdate, status, records and awards, "Pfft, this boy ain't so normal" siho scoffed and smirk at himself reading the so many awards the guy has achieve
His smirk soon faltered when he looks up to the piece of paper where the name of the guy he has been finding for weeks is displayed
"I-impossible! Impossible!" He throws the folder across the room so sudden after reading the boy's name, "N-no-- it can't be! He can't be alive!" He was horrified and trembled upon the floor
He closes his eyes shut remembering the nightmares he had. And from what he is experiencing now, it looks like it's about to come true
"S-stop it! Stop it! I said fucking stop it!' he screeches while panting breathlessly, whispers and memories flashes to his head, "Argh! Stop it!" He screams, still in the floor
"Siho! What's the matter?" His mom comes in his study room and run towards him with a worried expression, "Hey, look at me! Look at me, okay??" She cups her childs cheeks as his eyes wondered around the room terrified
Siho finally stopped with the panting and look into his mother's eyes, "What happened?" His mother furrows her eyebrows to him
"He's back! He's alive! Out of all people Seohyun could face everyday, why him?!" He questions to his mother, his mom furrows her eyebrows even more not getting anything
"What are you talking about siho? Did you overwork yourself again?" The mother confusedly asked, siho stands up and wonders around the room before picking up the folder again
"Sunghoon, Park Sunghoon. That damn jerk!" He fumes and aggressively places down the folder to the table, wide open, seeing a photo of sunghoon's childhood
His mom remains silent being shock of hearing the guy's name again, siho breaths while looking to the photo, "I'm going to make sure, you'll never get in the way.... Never...."
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"God, why didn't you tell anyone the shoes didn't fit?" i complained and continued to smudge the cotton the his wound in his right feet, "Sorry...." He mumbled the 30th time while looking down
"Like seriously sunghoon, I don't care if you're introverted, you should have told me, the roaches coaches, the kids" i scold him and took the bandaid and place it to his wound
"It's because they expect things seohyun, they expect many things about me, first the looks then the popularity, the background information, the past awards i got, it's all tiring!" He shouts with the sulky signature tone of his, i hung my mouth wide not expecting this from him
"I.... Sorry dimples i just.... I'm tired all the shitty stuff" he sighs once i finally finished treating the bleeding wound from his feet earlier, he lays down to the sofa and covered his eyes with his arm
"We always talk about how i feel in this cruel world, but we never talk about your feelings.... Tell me sunghoon...." I brushed my fingers through his hair while frowning
"I don't feel like talking about it right now, seohyun...." He trails off and sighed, "Why don't you tell me? Don't you trust me like i do?" I put on the topic, it was silence for a few seconds
"Let's talk somewhere... Not in a shitty apartment, not in the park... Just a somewhere i know.... We'll both love..." He sat up slowly, looking into my eyes deeply
"Where... To?" I asked, "From what i can tell you know busan well, you often visit...?" He raises a brow
"Of course that's where my grandparents live" i cross my arms, "Where are we going then so you can tell me your burdens?"
"Back to busan"
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