𝐇𝐨𝐘𝐞𝐨𝐧 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

Number Twenty Two

TW: Death, blood

HoYeon: Not famous

You: Not famous

Relationship: Single

Y/N POV:

My life hasn't been easy. I ran away from home when I was 16 and traveled to Japan. First I lived in Nagasaki for 5 months but then I somehow made it all the way to Tokyo where I had no house, no money, no food and no poeple I knew. I had an option to go to the japanese mafia since some guy from them talked to me because he saw potential in me but I declined because I didn't wanna join the mafia. Well the mafia boss didn't take my rejection very well. They were searching and looking for me everyday. I managed it to hide and run away but that's not the life I wanted. I dind't want to run and hide everyday and that's when I decided to leave Japan although I really liked the city Tokyo

 One day, I went to the harbour of Tokyo and jumped on the first ship I saw that traveled to Korea. I don't know how long that ship took to take me from Tokyo to Busan but it was surely long enough

In Busan, I realised that I wasn't quiet there where I wanted to be. I wanted to go to the capital. Seoul. So I did what I had to do. I pickpocket some people until I had enough money to buy a train ticket for a train who would bring me to Seoul. The ride was 2 hours and 38 minutes long.

 As I was finally in Seoul, I had to take care of a roof over my head and some food. But I had no money left. I invested it all to buy that train ticket

After some days without food or a roof over my head, I was sitting on a bench somewhere in downtown until a man sat down besides me and started talking to me. He asked me if I had nowhere to go. As if he already knew the truth. I told him the truth and he asked me what I'm gonna do about it. I was so desperate at that time that I answered "I don't know. Maybe I'll just go to Beijing. I mean it's only a 2 hour and 15 minute flight." 

I threw my hands in the air to show my desperation and suddenly the man handed me a card over. There was an adress written on but before I could ask him what the heck that is, he was gone

I went to that adress the next day and it revealed that it was the secret adress of the korean mafia. And what did I do? I joined them. I did the thing that I absolutely didn't wanna do back in Japan. But nowadays it turns out to be the best decidion of my life

"How much?" my boss asked us at the meeting table in the main room.

 I was resting my ellbows on the table and had my hands locked with each other as I looked at Chen wo got asked by my boss

 "500'000" he answered intimidated. "500'000?!" boss repeated and Chen made himself very small. "It needs to me at least 900'000 at the end of the week!" "Yes boss..." Chen asnwered.