𝐀𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫 : 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐲, 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫
[ Kang Yo-han x Female OC ]
In a dystopian version of South Korea, the government plans out a trial judge live show where all citizens are eligible to parti...
For everyone who can legally drink and isn't afraid of a stupid challenge, take a shot every time someone says "your honor" or "please forgive" or "have mercy." I know your liver will be gone by the end but I had to type it out every time it was said in the show so it's fair.
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"It's weird for you to see Yo-han like that, right?"
Ga-on turned his head and looked at Eun-mi who was staring at him inquisitively. The light was catching on the jewels of her dress making her all twinkly like glitter.
"It wasn't for you?" He asked her in return. "You left the room too, and you don't look any happier than I do."
"It's how their world works. I don't like it, but I understand that we on the lower level have no real place among them, and that's why they feel like they can say or do anything they want to us. You're more naive than I thought if you thought the top percent would be any less twisted or childish than what we just saw." Eun-mi told him with crossed arms and a familiar look of disapproval on her face.
"Judge Kim, Eun-mi. There you two are."
The two young adults looked over to see Seon-a walking over to them from one of the numerous staircases in the building. Eun-mi bit her tongue as she watched the older woman with a bit of suspicion in her eyes.
"Ms. Jung, what a pleasant surprise. I thought you and Chairman Seo had already left." Eun-mi said with a faux polite smile on her face.
"I merely run errands for Chairman Seo, so all I had to do was send him off on his way. I'm just here to wrap up a few things, and then I'll be on my way." Seon-a explained to her. Eun-mi felt like every word that came out of her mouth had a double meaning to it, but exactly what that extra layer meant was beyond her right now. "But there are things I do come to perceive and hear. And I must say, no offense to you, Ms. Bae, that I wasn't expecting Judge Kang's private image to be so different from his public one."
"That's most people, Ms. Jung. And mind your words around Judge Kim, or he's going to go crying to the media that we're all bullies." Eun-mi told Seon-a while gesturing to Ga-on, who was just behind her.
"I'm not that sensitive." Ga-on tried to argue.
"Yes, you are. And stop butting into conversations that have nothing to do with you." Eun-mi scolded him, quickly growing tired of holding his hand and sounding like a teacher with a disruptive student. "Ms. Jung, ignore him, please. He thrives off attention."
"Actually, Ms. Bae, can I speak to you for a moment? Just us two?" Seon-a asked Eun-mi while gesturing to the nearby bathroom.
"Fine. Ga-on, make yourself useful and get me another glass." Eun-mi said, holding out her half full glass of champagne to Ga-on.
