Erroneous [Vminkook]

52: Who Are You?

Karma wraps the strings of the black silk robe around his waist tightly, staring intently at his reflection with a small frown on his lips as he ties the knot perfectly like he had done so many times before.

His hot pink hair is lighter now as the red drains away, his roots growing with it natural dark hair, yet Karma finds himself liking it a little more day by day.

It's seems as if part of him is spilling through the roots - some part of himself still connected to the man behind the mask.

That he's concealing by placing the mask over his face; the gold reflecting the mirror with the visible crack from when it split in half still visible.

Maybe that's how he feels, like a cracked mask just ready to reveal himself.

As for now, he's hidden.

Completely hidden before time runs out.

So while Karma gives himself one last look over his clothes, he walks out the door of his bedroom; no weapons on him at all.

He doesn't need it.

The hallway is dark, initiating how everyone must either be sleeping or doing their usual patrol around the mansion.

So with Karma glancing one last time around the hallway, he takes a deep breath and moves down quietly like a snake in disguise.

A snake someone clearly detected so easily.

"A theif only steals in the midst of night, snatching everything before anyone could wake up in time to notice their precious valuables are gone."

A voice broke out, making Karma freeze in mid step, heart thumping fast with eyes squeezed shut.

He got caught.

With a scowl underneath his mask, he turns around. Right there, leaning against the wall with a stone cold expression on his face stands Yeosang, hands shoved in his pocket.

And he finally leaves his room, what a miracle.

Unfortunately on a bad night.

Karma for a moment forgot how to breathe, especially when the brunette haired boy pushed himself off the wall and began to step closer towards him. Yeosang didn't say anything, only walks slowly with his heavy stomper boots lightly hitting the ground and a seething glare in his eyes.

For a eighteen year old, he sure is imitating as hell.

Karma didn't let that phase him, onlyhuffs, "A thief? I can't steal what I already owe," And he also crosses his arms over his chest, "What do you want? I have business to take care of."

Yeosang didn't seem fazed by his sly comment, only gives a one eye over to Karma's attire and pulls out his gun.

Shit.

By now Karma is sweating bullets, especially as Yeosang begins to inspect the gun with a tender gaze in his eyes.

A tender gaze that lures in the prey before a bullet is shot through their skull.

The innocent gaze before a kill.

Jungkook always wears that same gaze all the time before he kills anyone.

Now Karma felt more on guard.

He knows Yeosang is young and he shouldn't be intimidated by him, since he can be intimidating as well, but Yeosang isn't just a kid.

He's an animal.

Karma has seen what he can do when he loses control.

Pure and aggressive animal instinct to kill.