(ENG) (BTS/JINCENTRIC) THE HEIRS

Chapter 1: The Yob and The Nerd

Under the blazing hot sun, the heat on the concrete road rose up and hit him in the face. Sweat trickled down from the forehead to his face, which was red from the monstrous heat of summer, the season he hated the most. The loose white shirt was soaked with sweat and stuck to the body creating an uncomfortable feeling.

"87...89... 91...93, ha... Finally"- Kim Seokjin pulled a handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the sweat off his forehead, panting and looking at house number 93. Because this alley was too small, Mr. Lee, his family's lawyer, had to stop the car on the main road, and he had to walk for nearly a kilometer in the hot summer, wandering around for a while to find the right house in this dizzy maze.

This residential area was considered one of the famous slums in this lavish capital; therefore, the rickety house in front of him was not out of expectation. Looking around for a while, seeing no doorbell, he raised his hand to knock on the shabby door.

Knock once, do not move.

More force, knock a second time, still quiet.

Frustrated, he banged on the door for the third time. Suddenly, the sound of curses and rattles echoed from inside.

Seeing the movement, Seokjin smiled satisfyingly, cleared his throat to prepare for a speech when the door suddenly opened.

"Fuck! Insurance agent again? I said I didn't need it. Do you fucking understand human language, huh? Fuck your ass off unless you wanna visit the orthopedic hospital."

Kim Seokjin stared blankly at the person cursing at him for no reason. The other man thought he was surely scared by his warning, then he closed the door to continue his unfinished sleep. The door slowly closed, Seokjin's brain also worked again. He quickly reached out his hand to stop it.

"Are you seeking death, huh?" - The other shot him an icy look.

"I'm not from the insurance company, Mr. Min Yoongi"- Kim Seokjin didn't care, quickly replied.

"So who the fuck are you?"- Min Yoongi frowned, invisibly showing a statement, "I. HAVE. NO. FUCKING. PATIENCE."

"Hello, I'm Kim Seokjin, your brother"- Looking at the unpleasant scowl on his face, Kim Seokjin still calmly pulled up a very polite smile and replied.

Min Yoongi narrowed his eyes and assessed the other from top to bottom; the corners of his thin mouth curled up. He pushed the door open and whispered in his ear.

"Brother, the psychiatric hospital is five kilometers away. Fuck off, you psycho"- After saying that, without time for the other person to react, he angrily closed the door.

"Min Yoongi, 19 years old, just graduated from high school B. Your mother passed away early, you lived with your grandmother. Two years ago, your grandmother passed away, you relied on her pension and insurance to study. Still, that money wasn't enough for you to go to university. Have you ever wondered who your father is?" - Kim Seokjin's face remained unchanged. He stared at the closed door, adjusted the volume, and slowly recounted someone else's biography.

The door opened once more.

"How do you know?" Min Yoongi's dark eyes fell on the stranger and asked in a low voice.

"I already told you, I'm your brother. Dad asked me to find and pick you up to the Kim family to fulfill his will." Jin couldn't help but reach into his pocket to take out a towel to wipe the sweat on his own forehead.

As he noticed the suspicious gaze from the other, he breathed a sigh of relief, opened his leather briefcase, took out a stack of papers, and threw it at him.

Min Yoongi opened the file, his long and small eyes quickly analyzed the neat words. His brows furrowed more and more; the terror began glimmering in the depths of his eyes. After a while, he closed the file, threw it back to him, and said coldly.