｡ ❝Blacklist ❞ ｡ NCT DREAM AU

One

"Da-Eun," A faint and stuttering voice called. I couldn't process anything anymore as everything happened so fast. "Run..." I watched as Dawon's stomach bled. Tears that formed in my eyes started rolling down my cheeks. "I love you, l-little one..." He stammered. I stood beside my brother, whimpering and crying. 

I was so scared. My hands were shaking. Blood was everywhere inside the mansion. 

My heart almost bled from the internal and emotional pain that I was experiencing.  

"Run..." My brother stated once again. His eyes closed little by little. A sign that he was losing consciousness. Tears streamed down my face even more. 

I started to hear footsteps, I couldn't think of anything but to run and hide.

My arms and legs started to shake. My breathing was faster than usual. That's when I knew I had to go back to the present and forget the past in the meantime. 

I made my way to my apartment's kitchen and poured cold water in a glass. It made me lessen the rush of emotions I was feeling.

I let out a sigh.

"Da-Eun!" I heard a voice. A familiar one. I looked back and a smiling Mark greeted me. "Just bought your favorite pizza. I finished work early today." I gave him a faint smile, resulting in his frowning. "Are you okay?" He asked, sitting on the vacant chair beside me. 

"Yeah, just a little tired 'coz of work," I answered bitterly. I looked at Mark and he obviously wasn't satisfied with my answer. "There were a lot of customers."

"And...?" Mark raised an eyebrow. 

"'And' what?" I raised an eyebrow too. 

What kind of explanation does he need now?

"And you expect me to believe that?" His sass was showing. I mentally rolled my eyes. This dumbass knows me too well.

"Yes. Believe me." I responded as I received a heavy sigh from him.

"Your eyes tell otherwi-" Before Mark could say anything again I immediately shifted my attention to the pizza he was holding.

"F*ck pizza." I involuntarily cussed causing Mark's laughter. "Shut up. I haven't eaten for like 8 hours now." I rolled my eyes.

"You dumb freak," Mark glared. "You better finish this whole box before I whoop your ass." He threatened.

"Yeah, as if you'll whoop anything." I sarcastically said.

"Damn, you really out there roasting yourself." I did not respond anymore and started munching on the pizza presented in front of me. Mark shook his head in disbelief.

A little while later, he approached me with a smile. "Whatcha doing later-midnight?" Mark asked with his eyes locked onto mine.

Stop staring, Mark Lee. I might throw up.

He blinked a couple of times. I mentally laughed as I found it cute. He looked like a puppy.

Never mind. I take it back. Keep on staring, you cutie pie.

I broke the eye contact and moved my attention to my laptop. "I'd be out with my friends," I answered, my eyes still focused on the article I just opened.

"I thought I was your only friend...?" His voice had a stain of pain. I chuckled.

"The world does not revolve around you, Mark Lee. Besides, those are my co-workers. Of course, I consider them my friends."

"Okay. A valid reason." He smiled and tilted his head to my laptop. "Kang Group of Companies' heir, Kang Jaewon, was found dead in his hotel room." He mumbled as he read the article's headline.

The sudden news made me feel happy.

One step closer to my goal.

"Do you still plan on... you know?" He looked at me with serious yet concerned eyes.

"Plan on what?" I asked.

I swear to God. This man never clears what he wants to say.

"Getting back at them..." He replied.

I chuckled, "My heart could never forget what they've done." Then responded as my hand turned into a fist.

"I'm sure justice will be served. We just have to wait for the perfect time." Mark stated, trying to give me hope.

"Justice, huh..." I leaned on the sofa and chuckled sarcastically. "Until powerful people like him exists, there isn't such thing as justice."

"I understand where that's coming from, Da-Eun. But I'm afraid I might lose you because of your hatred towards the Kangs..." He said looking away from me. "And your willingness to seek revenge." He whispered underneath his breath.

"You don't have to worry about me, Mark. As long as I have you by my side I'm a hundred percent sure nothing will ever happen to me. You're my only source of strength." I genuinely smiled at him. He's the only person left in my life. He's the one I treasure the most. I could kill just to protect him. That's how much he matters to me.

"Although most of the time we just yell and fight each other. Lmao." I thought to myself.

***

I landed on the cemented ground. Liquid dripping from my arm made me realize I was bleeding. I looked up and saw a honey locust. It is known for its sharp branches and thorns. 

"F*ck!" The stinging pain from the arm of my own made me curse loudly. I annoyingly closed my eyes wishing no one heard me. 

I swear to the highest fucking god, I'm gonna kill that stupid branch from the tree. 

I looked around with my other hand on my arm, putting pressure on my open wound.

Armed men were standing outside the gates of the mansion. With this fully secured area, it would be hard for me to enter. I was in a trance of what I should do when the armed men were suddenly on the ground with blood spurting out from their necks.

I was confused, but I took this opportunity to sneak in. CCTVs were everywhere but I knew where they were placed and made sure that not even one camera would see a piece of me. 

All I need is a file. With that, I could take down the entire Kang Group of Companies. The sole reason as to why my family is buried. 

The next thing I heard was gunshots. I flinched at the sudden sound. 

What the actual hell is happening...?

I looked at the window from the outside of the mansion. People were panicking and screaming, 

Ah, right. Today was that stupid party of those rich people.

I laughed. Whoever those guys who crashed the party are such a blessing. 

While chaos surrounded the mansion, I made my way inside and rushed to the second floor where the Chairman's room is at. 

I opened the door, and there was four men with their guns aimed at me.

Oh, fuck.