AFTER DARK ↣ g.kyungjun

Lost to her own thoughts, Yerin hadn't noticed how the room had come to a silent stand-still, devoid of even shallow breathing. It wasn't until it felt like there were tiny ants crawling all over her skin that she looked up from staring blankly at a chipped tile that she clocked onto all the eyes now directed towards her. She felt her stomach tense. Did they know something? Did Kyungjun say something about her warning to Hyunho?

As the questions felt like a deafening buzz in her ears, Yerin felt someone tap her shoulder. Looking sideways at Hyunho, she removed an earbud, raising an eyebrow as he leaned down to whisper, "Maybe listening to Another one bites the dust isn't the greatest choice right now, Yeri."

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Kang Yerin was no good at games. They frustrated her, and to put it frank, she was a sore loser when it came to strategy based games, so after being thrown into the deep end in a real life game of Mafia where she is... well, mafia, she has to sell her morals to the devil just to make it through each night alive.