𝐆𝐔𝐍𝐒 & 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒 | 𝐇𝐑𝐉

25

CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
high achiever

It is already a month since the Cherry High explosion and the time ticks so painfully fast for all of the people specially to the DREAM members - the six member sub-unit ranked as the highest paid and continue topping the mafia kills chart specially on its leader Huang Renjun, who earned ₩10,000,000 for successfully completing missions with the group and by himself. Donghyuck's iPad is still filled with the upcoming missions for them to complete as if it never ends.

And so for the newest uprising entrepreneur of the year who anonymously outsold her own dad - Zhong Meigui who uses Lui Luna for her bar business Cherry High who is renovated in a new place that didn't even lost its loyal costumers despite of change of place. The girl successfully built her own business again and make it grow more with the revamping that caused her dad's beloved Indigo Club gone into bankruptcy making it close and shut the business.

Everything looks like going well with the soulmates in their own perspective paths but not in their own shared path - their shared path leads them into a deeper downhill causing for the two developing souls turn backs again pushing each other away back to their own ways not looking back until it's the fifth day when they're going to get a taste of bitter death.

“It's already been a month and you'll still not gonna talk with him?” Chenle carefully ask checking the water that surrounds his sister, the boy doesn't want to anger his sister again by trying to opening the not so healing wound the Chinese caused her. His eyes looks away fastly when she sent her a deadly glare causing him to clear his throat whilst fiddling with his fingers.

“Yeah. It's already been a month but you still won't shut the fuck up.” Meigui spat harshly with her voice evident with the annoyance and frustration towards the younger who just keep his head down low afraid to meet her eyes. Her eyes who lost its bright shine, her eyes who holds nothing but darkness, greed in succeeding and pent up anger hiding deep inside of her covered insights with the thick brick walls she had created blocking any light ever since that day:

Her eyes swirled with the bright color of yellow that mirrors her massive feeling of happiness towards the success of the revamping of Cherry High while its gaze is fixed in the tall trophy cabinet that is thirsty to be filled with gold plated trophy achieved by the girl like a stomach wanting to store all of the mouth watering food placed in the long dinning table with her being the only person the devour the tasty delicious meal infront of her.

She is like a blood sucking creature in books who only live with the supply of blood and taking the vermilion substance away from a weak human being puncturing her sharp pointy fangs in the neck of the victim, she looks like a panicking married woman with twelve kids panic buying stuffs after reading a news about the food shortage at a untrustworthy source in the internet.

The humble girl who keep her head straight looking at her bright future ahead of her suddenly raise her chin up high as sign of superiority above others, her brother would even confirm the most sickening name he can call his beloved sister - Meigui became a little version of their dad.

“Love, you seriously need to stop- no slow down for a bit okay?” Renjun's sweet soft voice rings in her ear cutting her in trance making the said girl whip her head towards the direction of her very own soulmate. His face is painted with a worried expression directed towards his soulmate who stand proudly infront of the said cabinet while staring on it for an hour straight like a madman her trophy cabinet is slowly getting filled.

“Hmm? Stop what. Slow down in what. This?- Why would I stop nor even slow down?” Meigui asks her eyes still locked with the furniture asking her soulmate without even looking in his eyes but her body is fully facing the boy who's patience is running out. Sighing he walk towards her place and take a firm hold in her right shoulder while his free hand cup her face to make her look at him.