•Divine Eunoia• ㅡ<Huang Renjun>ㅡ

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The blazing smoke filtered in sight as the hand holding the cigarettes tip, waved into air while bussing his fingers harshly on the phone screen. His thick leather coat planted still on his broad shoulders with his left ankle on top of the right knee, he sat comfortably in his secured office.

"Boss, We have news." One man stated, hands respectfully joining behind his back.

The said boss-man perked his chin up, allowing to continue. Dried lips of his staying shut as the saggy skin fell beside.

The man nervously cleared his throat before speaking, "Our...suppliments are lost on the radar, we can't locate any motion or speed."

The thin air rose with tension as the man gulped audibly, waiting for his boss's response.

The 60 year old sighed in his chair, dropping the thick brown tobaco on the floor as it's span was done. No emotion extracted from his wild features while being stared at by his men who waited patiently for their next order.

He raised his right hand, grabbing the silver, Ruby incrusted pistol off his desk and gently putting the tip hole on his wrinkly side temple while his elbows layed effortlessly on the chairs forearms.

He once again, sighed loudly and pulled on a fake pity on his face as he watched his men.

"B-Boss, the last thing we heard from the cargo was the take off from Italy.." He scratched his neck, waiting.

The older man nodded with a sly smile forming on his face. "Hm..Seong yun, weren't you given the duty for the transports?"

Seong yun inhaled a deep breath. Taking in as many as he can, knowing he wouldn't be able to anymore.

"Aw, don't worry..It's okay. Everyone makes mistakes." The man in the chair gave a small warming smile while taking the safety lock off the pistol.

"But I.." He stood up. Walking around his wooden table and towards the guarded men of his, standing in suits.

He halted infront of the man incharge of transports, feeling his sweaty heat radiating off him.

Lowering his voice down to a hoarse tone, opposing the one he just used, The boss-man tilted his gun right at the clear forehead infront."...Don't like mistakes." He finished off with a bullet ringing through the man's skull.

As blood splattered on the ground, drops hitting the men beside, a lethal glare formed onto the boss-man's face. The pale white door in between dark walls, now had fresh red crimson sprinkled on it.

"Clean this shit up and find our goods or I will end all your fucking lives." The suited men scurried out the room, coveting to finish the orders given.

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"Now, let's say Hi."

Herin grinned with closed lips, hugging the thick statistics textbook against her chest.

Jihoon who was standing in front, trembling with fear as his eyes tired to contain themselves from widening. The dark aura Renjun roamed with was as if visible, making people shift their gaze immediately. However, with Herin standing next to him with her bubbly smile shining through was enough for Jihoon to stand still for her sake.

Herin slightly nudged Renjun who was busy glaring down at Jihoon. "Come on, Introduce yourselves." She gestured the two boys to shake hands.

With no response from Renjun, Herin turned to Jihoon with her eyes pleading for them to speak. "H-Hi..Huang R-Renjun...It's uh-"

"Speak faster will you?"

Herin snapped her head at Renjun's impatient stance, reflecting the one Jihoon was in. He shook uncontrollably under his eyes. Herin rose a brow at Renjun, raising a hand to soothe Jihoon's shoulder while sending Renjun a look she didn't use often.

He sighed and rolled his eyes, "Nice to meet you Johoon." "His name is Jihoon, Ghim Jihoon." Herin intervened.

"Yeah Yeah, Jihoon." Renjun muttered feeling irritated.

Herin bit the inside of her mouth while keeping her gaze at Renjun who was uninterested by the situation. He didn't hesitate to look back with a deadly glare.

"U-Um.." Jihoon glanced between the two, feeling guilty for some reason. "I-I should get going now-"

"No!" Herin suddenly raised her voice in panic, startling Jihoon. "Oh, I mean No- Renjun has something to say to you. Right Renjun?" She chuckled to shake the voice raise off.

Renjun grit his teeth looking at Herin smiling innocently, knowing there's a hidden demanding look behind that beautiful face.

He took in a breath and closed his eyes in stress before opening his mouth, "I'm sorry for that day..." Herin's smile widened more, Whispering a small "Go on." To him.

"It was wrong of me to do that, I shouldn't have done that." His words came off nicely despite the frustration glowering in him.

Jihoon struggled on his words, shocked by Renjun's apology. "Oh, um.." Stumbling on his words again, he pushed back the circular glasses up his nose bridge. "It's o-okay....I'm used to it.." He fiddled with his fingers, voice dropping down to a low mumble.

Herin saddened watching him. Him with zero signs of confidence and a history of being thrown around made her feel internally blue for him.

She sent Renjun a look, Again.

It was his turn to raise a brow at her, He harshly mouthed a 'What?' With hands in mid air.

She shook her head and turned to smile at Jihoon, "Where are you going now?" "library...we c-can go together if you-" He answered only to be interrupted by Renjun. "We're busy."

Herin slowly shifted her head to Renjun, "What, No- we aren't" "Yes we are." Renjun said. Herin's brows knitted lightly as confusion showered her eyes.

"We're going for ice creams."

So I'm back from the dead. 😇

This is going kinda bad idk now.