She's my target and I should kill her.
(𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘮 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘺?)
Her family is the reason why I don't have a family anymore.
(𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘵𝘰𝘰.)
I shouldn't feel this wa...
Ahh Christmas, the most happiest time of the year other than your own birthday, and also the season of giving and receiving presents, expensive gifts, being with your loved ones and also — receiving love.
Yes Love! You read that right, because aside from expensive gifts and all, Love is one of the most precious and most beautiful thing you can receive in Christmas — Love is everything, isn't it?
"Yah Dahyun! Why so slow?!" Tzuyu yelled after looking back and saw Dahyun still behind them.
"It's—it's tiring you know?! This route is too tiring!" Dahyun yelled back jogging towards them faster.
"Too tiring? What are you whining about? We just started like five minutes ago!" Jeongyeon exclaimed as Dahyun finally reached where they stopped to wait for him.
"It's Christmas eve and here we are sweating instead of decorating Chaeyoung's place," Dahyun said panting with his hands on his sides.
"My place? Why my place?" Chaeyoung asked giving the white guy a confused look.
"What do you mean why? That's where we'll be celebrating this year, didn't Dahyun tell you?" Tzuyu asked, Chaeyoung shook his head that made the two turn to Dahyun giving him a glare for forgetting—again to inform Chaeyoung.
"I'm sorry okay? I was busy the whole week, Momo noona asked me to help her all week," Dahyun reasoned scratching his not so itchy nape as he received glares from the two while Chaeyoung just shook his head already expecting that.
"It's okay guys, we still have a lot of time to decorate everything after this," Chaeyoung said, the three turned to him and nodded with a smile.
They again continued their jogging after a few minutes of stop because of Dahyun, then after that jogging they separated their ways and went back to their respective homes.
And that brings us here to Chaeyoung already dressed up in a black pants, white button up shirt and his favorite white nike sneakers, he walked down to his kitchen, opened the fridge and picked up his favorite carton of strawberry milk, with everything with him already he then walked towards the front door of his penthouse wearing his coat, he waited for a few seconds before the elevator finally arrived, he entered inside and pressed the ground floor to the private parking area.
He took out his phone, checked messages before pressing a certain name opening the conversation.
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