Miyeon's P O V
I clenched my fists on his bed,
I can't continue on. He's making me, fall deeper.
I smiled, and I pulled out my phone,
"Mark, any info?" I texted Mark, and praying he wouldn't ditch me, since, I'm most likely bothering his sleep,
"Yes. Apparently, they are occupied by Jackson, and Jackson is monitoring their every moves, making sure their money is legal. And, it means that they'll leave you alone, since threatening for money, is considered illegal." Mark replied, with a lengthy message.
I smiled, and glanced at the bathroom,
"finally, you'll be safe." I thought,
I averted my gaze, and focused on my phone,
"Thank you, Markiepooh. Let's meet up, sometime?" I sent,
"Sure. Tomorrow? 8:30 AM?" He replied, rather quickly,
Mark, and I, grew up to be "morning type", since our parents would take us out in the parks,
"At Starbucks?" I asked,
"Sure. See ya, dipshit." Mark replied, and I saw, that he went offline.
I turned to my side, to surprisingly see, Younghyun.
"Brian! I didn't know you were finished!" I held up my hand, to my left side of my chest,
He chuckled, "Well, now you know."
"Uh, Brian?" I asked, and he just looked at me,
"I'm meeting up with Mark, tomorrow. Can you come? I bet Mark would want to see you, too." I smiled,
"Mark? As in, Mark Tuan?" His eyes widened,
I nodded.
Mark and Younghyun were bestfriends, until Mark had to go to LA, CA to visit his family. They drifted, ever since.
"Okay!" His eyes glistened.
