Y/N P.O.V I walked inside the cafe, looking around to find him. Come on.. Where the fuck are y- " Y/N ! " I turned my head towards the owner of the voice, only to see he is sitting on one of the chiars, waving at me. I sighed then smiled at him before walking towards him. " What's up, dude ? " I spoke as soon as I sat down in front of him. " I'm doing just fine.. "
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I curved a sweet smile. " Good to hear.. " I said when suddenly, he slide an envelope in front of me. Hmm ? " Everything is in here.. You can read it if you want.. " He said while taking a sip of his drink. I crossed my arms. " I'm not in the mood to read anything.. Explain.. " I said, looking straight at him. He glanced at me before leaning against the chair, taking a deep breath before speaking. " Alright then.. He's still in Korea.. He's not moving anywhere since you left actually.. He's facing depression for a few months before slowly rising up and getting famous because of his gang.. "
His words make me frowned. What gang ? " Gang ? What do you mean by gang ? " I asked, tilting my head. " Oh yes, you don't know about this yet.. Sorry. He's actually a leader of an infamous mafia gang 3 years ago, called Golden Park.. But after he's recovered from the fucking depression, he started doing his business again. And finally, they are being the most famous mafia gang in Korea.. " He explained, making me nodded my head. No wonder he got a gun when he wanted Christian to kill me.. " Chris ? How about him ? He's not in the gang since the first day it built ? " I asked, confuse as hell right now. Mark shook his head.
" Nope.. He's not in the gang and NEVER in the gang.. " He said, making me furrowed my eyesbrows again. Wait what ? " Wait what the fuck ? Then why did he..? " I can't finish my sentence because I don't know what to say and how to say ! " He never join the gang.. Like ever.. Jimin forced Christian to make you fall for him and then kill you because he wanted you to feel the pain they felt 9 years ago.. " Okay, now what the hell is he talking about..? " What pain ?.. " I asked in a low tone. " Sorry to say this, sweetheart but.. " Mark said then leaned in against the table, staring at me. " Your parents killed their's.. That's why Jimin really want to seek for revenge.. " His words make my eyes widen. What. The. Actual. Fuck.
" What the hell, Mark Tuan ?! My parents is not a killer ! " I raised my voice, making everyone shifted their attention towards both of us. I don't fucking care right now. He has no right to call my parents a killer ! " Byun Y/N ! Like it or not, they are still known as the killers for the fucking siblings ! " He raised his voice too, also not giving a fuck about those people that are looking at us weirdly. My vision started blurry. No..
" They are not killers.. " I whispered, slowly standing up. " Y/N.. " He called me, also standing up. I turned around, ready to walk away when suddenly, I felt two muscular arms wrapped around my waist. " I'm sorry.. But that's the fact.. You can't deny it.. They died in a car accident.. They never came back after the dinner, am I right ?.. " He whispered, keeping me tightly in his arms. A tear escaped my eye..
Mom.. Dad.. " Before they die.. They made people died first.. They made a couple with two precious boys.. Died.. " He whispered, making me closed my eyes. Oh God.. My parents are.. Killers.. " Ahh !! " I yelled while my weak knees slowly make me fell to the floor. " Mark.. Tell me this is a joke.. Tell me this is a fucking joke, please ! " I spoke while crying harder, burying my face on his chest.
" Shh.. I have something to tell you.. And.. And I hope it can cheer you up.. " His words make me slowly raised my head up, looking at him. Huh ?.. What else can cheer you up after knowing your own parents are killers ?.. " Jimin.. He involved in a car accident and.. He has.. " He stopped, looking straight into my eyes before.. Curving an evil smirk ??.. " He has w-what ? " I asked in a cracked voice. " HE IS SUFFERING FROM AMNESIA.. " Okay, that actually cheered me up..
