UNDER SUPERVISION [COMPLETED]

02 - Hand?

Chan's POV

I'm sitting. My phone pinged. That's probably Mister! What happened to him? Why's Professor not dead yet?! I scramble to open up my phone and my messages.

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I'm sorry I couldn't protect you from that piece of plastic

Be careful around him

His ability is dangerous

Lee Chan

What do you mean dangerous?

Mister?

Mister???

"What are you doing?"

Dammit. I'm not by myself. I keep forgetting to think about my surroundings. Including the supposed to be dead Professor who is just confused.

"And you are you messaging? And why did you grab my wrist specifically? You didn't even order an Americano," he blabbered on.

He didn't realise that he was supposed to die, did he?

"Tell me, please."

Seungcheol's POV

The boy seemed nervous and uncomfortable about something. Based on how he didn't initiate eye contact and fidgeted with his oversized hoodie's sleeves in his seat a bit.

He breathed in and out for a moment. Pursed his lips together before sighing. Then he looked at me with determination. That was soon washed away in a saddening manner.

"Um... You were supposed to die, Professor," he told straightforwardly.

Me? Dead? Who would want me dead?

"By Mister," the boy added.

Mister? Who's that? An entity? Caused by what? Gosh I'm thankful this is all in my head—

"My boss ordered me to or not Iwouldbelockedinsidethatroomagain and I can't go outside!" he was on the brink of crying a river.

'Boss'? Not Parents? Who was 'Boss'-ing around this kid? A high school kid for that matter!

"Where are your parents?" I really need to press him for answers.

"They're either above or underground," he sniffled.

He meant dead, didn't he?

Different question this time, "Whose your Boss then?"

"I-I d-du-n-nno the name a-actually," he started in a broken record-like manner instead. He started to point at the building a block away. "But my Boss works on the highest floor of that building."

Jaw-dropping. That's insane! This kid's 'Boss' is from the bSK Enterprise's building?! I can't believe it! He doesn't seem like the type to lie either, so it must be true!

But the kid's looking at the building kind of sourly. Bad relations?

"Professor, you don't mind if I ramble right?" He asks me. I just nod away so that my endless questions won't be wasted. I don't want to accidentally cause a scene again.

"To be honest, I don't like working for my boss. I always stay inside and Irene takes care of me. And then when I go outside, it feels relieving but also scary because Mister will kill someone if I'm not careful enough." he poured out. The sun hit him differently, his hair became must more light brown and his massive hoodie took on a beige colour.

"I don't want to be there anymore."

Why does that resonate with me? But helping someone is always worth it. Especially a kid.

"Want to come with me?" I reach out my hand towards his direction. "I can help you."

Smiling while finishing the held up hand into a small shake.

He agrees.

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FINALLY  THE SETUP OF THE ENTIRE PLOT IS DONE!! I CAN START TO WORK ON THE REST OF THE PLOT EVEN THOUGH THIS COULD'VE BEEN ONE CHAPTER/EPISODE INSTEAD! I'm sorry for screaming. Maybe I shouldn't have used the POV format but WHO CARES! I'll try to utilise the author's pov as little as possible. Becuz I spam thoughts too much.