Predestination (운명)

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You turned your gaze towards your lawyer.

He slowly raised both of his hands and hung his head low to indicate that he has accepted his defeat.

But why?

The young man who used to refer your grandmother as his own would actually plan her murder? Was he acting all the time?

"Why would y-you do that?" You finally managed to ask.

"I was threatened, they said they'll kill my wife." He muttered slowly, strong guilt in his voice.

You were totally confused. You couldn't tell what was truth and what was lie.

"What about you Hoseok?" Due to the lump which formed in your throat, your voice came out in the most vulnerable way.

"I needed money, why else?" He snorted as if he hadn't committed any crime.

Namjoon landed a quick punch on your best friend's face and a bruise started forming on his clear skin.

"Shut up brat!" Namjoon hissed.

- - - - - -

It had been a year since your father had left both your mother and you.

Your mother came back to live with your grandmother and gained a good enough place in 'Lee Corporation'. She became a busy woman since then.

You were left alone and there was no happiness in your life anymore.

You shifted your schools and even though it had been a year, you never bothered to talk to anyone. You feared betrayal, the same one which your father did to you.

You feared that your heart would break again and again.

No one knew how many nights you had spent crying. No one knew how much you missed your father. Those warm hugs and hearty conversations, you missed them all. But you were more angry than sad. You despised him for making you a weak person.

It was a rainy day and you were just staring outside. You were seated at the corner of the class near the window, the usual. Plugging the earphones into your ears, you didn't care when your classmates were judging you.

"Submit your homework after this class." The teacher reminded the students.

"Oh shit!" You heard the boy sitting next you cursing softly while running his fingers through his jet black hair.

"Is your homework complete?" He caught you staring at him. You blushed and nodded at him while averting your gaze.

"Can I borrow it please?" You handed him your book and he bowed lightly.

The class ended and he still hadn't finished the work.

"Um, we were supposed to submit two classes earlier.." You reminded him.

"Oops, sorry, I will submit both of our books now."

"I will come along with you." You wouldn't trust him enough.

The hallway was surprisingly silent.

"What's your name?" He asked.

"Lee Y/N."

"Won't you ask my name?" The boy pouted.

"No dumbass, I know that you're Jung Hoseok."

"What?" The boy gasped in surprise," How do you know my nam-"

You pointed his badge on the uniform in which his name was printed. He chuckled while rubbing the back of his neck to avoid the embarrassment.

"You like silence huh?" He started to speak again, you hummed in response.

"Girl, speak something!"

"What should I speak?" You shouted.

"Be friends with me."

"And why would I do that?" You crossed your arms.

"Because you'll need me."

"No I won't!" You left him alone and returned back to your class.

"Aish, I left my earphones in my desk." You grunted to no one in particular as you made your way to your house; your grandma's house.

You had walked halfway home and you were too lazy to return back.

"Told ya, you'll need me." A familiar voice spoke and you turned around instantly.

It was none other than Hoseok and he was holding your earphones while smiling cheekily.

"Stalker much?"

"No, I wanted to be friends with you."

- - - -

"Oh, that's why you were too desperate in becoming my friend. Even when I pushed you, you kept on coming back until I made you my friend." You were disgusted. If you had a knife in your hand, you would've stabbed him until his last breath.

"N-No. It was genuine. The greed for money came when my partner told me the plan."

"You had a partner?" Taehyung questioned, surprised.

"Yes.." His voice was almost inaudible.

"Who is that? Do we know him?" You questioned.

"Yes.."

You heart couldn't take anymore, "Just tell me the name."

"Park Jimin." It was almost a whisper.