𝐕𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐘 ↻ 𝐩𝐣𝐬

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The d-day.

The day Jisung has been waiting for all his life, the day he finally get to assassinate the one and only, the anonymous- Lee Juyeon.

All of the dreamies are already set, wearing their suits. Yerin on the other hand, she's struggling with her dress because no one can help her, she's the only girl here. She couldn't even zip her dress so she decided to ask for some help.

She opened the door, peaking her head out. Her dress is a beautiful off shoulder black dress, plain but classy. She wanted to ask for Jisung's help but he's nowhere to be seen. But fortunately for her, Chenle happened to just exit his room. "Hey Chenle, can you call Jisung please?"

He nods. "Sure, sure."

She closed the door again, checking out her reflection on the mirror. Not long after that Jisung came into the room and his eyes immediately flicker as soon as she saw her. Clearing his throat, he smiled at her. "You were looking for me?"

Yerin smiled awkwardly, nodding her head. "Yeah I can't zip this..."

"Oh that,"

Yerin turned around, she couldn't stop herself from feeling flustered. A smile formed on his face as he zipper her dress, looking at her reflection in the mirror. "You look great."

"Great?"

"More than great," he said, turning her body around to face him. "You look gorgeous, love."

Yerin flushed red, looking anywhere but his eyes. "Thanks."

"Now, let's get this over with, shall we?"

They both exited the room, walking to the living room. The dreamies are all set and they'll be leaving in a few minutes. 

Haechan flashed them a cocky smile, wiggling his eyebrows. "Finally, the lovebirds are here."

"Great, let's go then." Mark said.

They walked towards the parking lot, hopping into one of Haechan's cars. According to Renjun's calculation, they'll be there approximately 15 minutes after the party starts. 

It's all finally going down. It's either they fail miserably, or finish their task successfully.

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Yerin took a deep breath, waiting for her target. Staring at the glass in front of her, she took a sip of the alcoholic drink, feeling a sharp taste on her throat.

Haechan had just left her a few minutes ago, right before she spotted Younghoon entering the bar. She cleared her throat, waiting for him to take a seat next to her.

He looks different than she expected him to be. He's wearing a grey suit with white stripes, quite simple but it works on him. As soon as he took a seat next to her, he immediately looked around, as if he's looking out for something.

Yerin played her role, pretending to mind her own business, casually drinking her drink. He seemed to notice her, a frown formed in his face as he saw her. Yerin turned towards him, raising one of her eyebrows. "Want any drinks?"

"No thanks I—"

"Oh please, my treat," Yerin smiled, ordering him a drink.

Taeyong was right, he's very observant. At this point, she's sure that he could notice every single detail around him. She gave him the drink, flashing him a smile again, trying to look as natural as possible.

He's quiet, he didn't even mutter a single word and it looks like he's not going to unless she asked him a question. "So, what's your name?"

"Kim Jungho."

Yerin seemed taken aback by his answer but she didn't react, she just nods her head.

That's a lie.

And what surprised her the most is Jungho is the name of Jisung's friend, the one Juyeon killed. He's trying to test her because he's definitely not expecting her to be here so he's trying to see if she's up to something.

It's good that Yerin is quite manipulative herself, so she's good at acting to get what she wants.

"Yerin, Choi Yerin." She said, sipping her drink again.

"May I ask, what are you doing here?"

Finally, he asked her a question. A rather odd question.

Yerin chuckled. "What do you mean? It's a party, why can't I be here? I came here with my friend if that's what you're wondering."

Yunghoon nods, gulping down the alcoholic drink. Yerin is supposed to keep his attention to her for 20 minutes, and it's only been 9 minutes. She needed to do or talk about something or else he'll leave.

An idea suddenly sparked inside her head, giving him a mischievous smile. "Are you up for a challenge?"

"Sorry but—"

"Come on, don't be a scaredy cat. I'm not gonna ask you to do weird things,"

He stayed quiet, still hesitating. So she decided to fuel his ego. "Nevermind then if you're a pussy."

"What challenge?"

Jackpot, now she got him. 

"Let's order another drink first."

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Jisung loosened his tie, walking on the dark hallway alone. Renjun found a great place to hide so that he could monitor their movements so they all can do their mission smoothly.

"I found him, he's in the private zone." Mark spoke through his in-ear.

Jisung and Jeno nods, turning around to walk towards the private zone. Jisung looked around, not finding a single man that look's suspicious. "He's here alone, only with his right-hand man."

"How do you know that?" Jeno asked.

"He's here to enjoy the party, surrounding himself with many girls. Such a bastard." 

They spotted the private zone from afar, trying to look natural while observing that place. It looks like only certain people can enter that zone, but it's not a problem to him. "How are we supposed to get in?"

Jisung smirked, showing him his id card. 

Jeno frowned. "With that?"

Jisung nods, taking his id card from his pocket. Walking towards the door, they immediately met a bodyguard, blocking their way in. He smoothly took his id card, showing it to the guard. The body guard immediately widened his eyes, moving aside to let them in. 

"My father practically owns half of this city, everyone knows him. He usually attends this kind of party anyways, so I got a free pass to these things because I'm his son." Jisung simply said.

The private zone looks more elite, the drinks served in here are also more luxurious and expensive. It's quite huge, bigger than they both expected it to be.

Well now that they're in, it's time for action.

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