The night was cold. Though as it was, [ MC ] stands once again in front of the building where Rika's apartment was placed. 'I'm here again.' She thought, looking beneath her feet as she takes a step forward to claim her entrance.
She sets her foot inside the elevator. The bell rings as the elevator closes. She knows Saeran is already waiting for her at the apartment. She was going to see him again with his bold look.
[ MC ] admits to herself that he looks better with his dyed hair, leather jacket with enormous zipper with a red tank top underneath paired with defined jeans along with his heavy accessories.
The tight choker around his neck has always been described as nice to look at according to her. The spiky accessory wrapped around his wrist was also an attraction. The mask he sometimes would put on his mouth never seemed so bad. His tattoo serves his innocence. He was only brainwashed. He didn't do anything wrong.
In fact, everything that looked so wrong in other people's eyes, it was nothing wrong to her. He's still a mere person.
[ MC ]'s thoughts were cut off by the sound of the elevator as its door open. She shakes her head and steps out, leading her to the door of the famous apartment. The elevator closes a few seconds after.
She stares at her phone, deciding if she should contact Unknown to let him know she's already here. But then again, he's always been here. He's bound to be around there somewhere. It was proven during [ MC ]'s intention of having a bad ending during the prologue.
"I know you're here," [ MC ] says with average loudness in her voice, enough to spread across the entire space. "Confront me." She commands.
However, nothing mimics. It was just as it is. All remains at their places. [ MC ] starts to suspect and brings up her phone just by her face and powers it on. She proceeded to the app to finally contact him but, a figure caught her eye.
"You really are what you say you are." A deep, notorious voice says. [ MC ] turns back and faces the person who spoke. It was the real identity of Unknown. She'd seen that mysterious aura anywhere. It was him.
His expression was void of any emotion yet, his eyes asked thousands of questions. [ MC ] crosses her arms. "Hey . . . Saeran." She greets with the same plain expression plastered across her face.
It was tranquil for a while. They stare into each other's deep, meaningful eyes. The eyes that have seen chaos and horrors. Saeran walks closer to [ MC ], not losing any eye contact. [ MC ] didn't flinch or back away but instead, she only keeps her eye contact on him.
It came to the moment in which she has to lift her head up a bit to look into his eyes. He was taller than her. They've never been this so close before. Even if they did, Saeran wouldn't remember a thing.
"Why are you doing this?" He questions, looking down at her. She didn't answer. Her silence responds to his question. "How do you know everything?" He continues to ask. She didn't answer, once again her silence was returned.
At this point, he moves his head closer to [ MC ] and whispers. "Who are you, [ MC ]?" He bitterly interrogates. [ MC ] didn't say anything and simply stare into his eyes with a straight face.
"Tsk." Saeran noises as he lifts himself up back to his normal posture. After a long time, looking into each other's eye with a deadly intention, [ MC ] parts her lips. "I know something that no one does and even if I do tell you, you wouldn't understand."
"Then make me understand." He insists. [ MC ] sighs. "It's far more complicated than you think. No, I'm not a hacker. I'm not a stalker nor am I a goddess to know everything. I'm only a mere person," She trails off.
"I cannot make you understand unless you've seen what I've seen." She ends, looking away. "That is all." Silence takes over as only stares were the things responding.
"Very well, [ MC ]. But, try to remember . . ." Saeran leans to her. [ MC ] doesn't flinch. She already knows. The expression of her face remains plain. Saeran was in a distance where [ MC ] could hear him whisper.
". . . I'm the boss here. I will not allow for you to empower me. You have no permission whatsoever to call me Saeran." He bitterly states. "I'm in charge." He finishes, backing up.
"And you have no authorization to call me [ MC ], Boss." She boldly replies. Saeran furrows his eyebrows as he clicks his tongue. "Tsk. No problem, Unnamed." He turns his back against her.
"I will be contacting you. Exceed my expectations." He says, leaving the area. [ MC ], then, faces the door of the apartment. The lock was still there. There were no traces of prints. Just then, she realizes that the app that she was using was still interesting.
And for the sake of her curiosity,
She's ready to betray the RFA.
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[ AN ] : hiiii~! sorry this chapter wasnt such a thriller :c and is short and i took so long to update yeaaa and idk lmfaooo
i guess thats all there is to say, btw can u tell me what you think so far about this book?
idk im just so insecure maybe u wont like it or whatever hahaha
sirecoummmm~!
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Fanfictiondiscontinued. ❝ Who are you? ❞ ❝ For now, you're going to call me UNNAMED. ❞ What if you already know Saeran before he knew you? You've played the game. The game that manipulates time, memories & lies. The routes, you've completed may it be good, n...
