Seonwoo turned the last page of the photo album Riki have given him.
He asked for Riki's childhood photo and the younger gave him tons of photo album. It was filled with his pictures from when he woke up from the hospital until he was in highschool.
The albums also contains childhood pictures of four other boys which Seonwoo concludes as Sunghoon, Jake, Heeseung and the chairman.
“Hey, Riki,” Seonwoo called his boyfriend who was busy gaming on the computer.
“What?”
“Does the chairman have a half-brother?” Seonwoo asked.
“Mhm,” Riki hums, “Sunghoon-hyung is Jay-hyung's half brother.”
Sunghoon is really telling the truth.
Seonwoo only nodded his head before he took another album and started opening it. It was different from the others. Inside were full of baby pictures with two unfamiliar people inside, a man and a woman.
“Who are they?” Seonwoo asked.
Riki turned to him for a second to look at the pictures, “My biological parents.”
Seonwoo nodded, remembering that Riki's parents were already dead. It's also the same date with his birthday.
“Do you not miss them?” Seonwoo asked curiously.
Riki turned off his computer and face Seonwoo, taking a look on the pictures as well.
“I don't really remember them much, I was only five years old when they passed away,” Riki answered, there were no hint of sadness in his voice.
“If you don't mind, how did they die?”
Riki take a deeper breath.
“Our car was ambushed on our way home. There were a lot of gunshot, my Dad tried to escape but there were a lot of them. I don't know what happened next, the last thing I know was them shielding me from raining bullets,” Riki narrated.
“Have you ever tried finding the culprits?” Seonwoo asked again, watching intently at how Riki's expression changed.
He was not able to read it, because it disappeared in Riki's eyes as soon as it appeared. Seonwoo could only guess.
Riki shook his head.
“My father owns a small group of illegal dealers in Japan, they only migrated here before I was born. Maybe it was to keep me hidden and safe from their enemies, or I don't know. It was only a story told by Mr. Park.”
“Mr. Park killed them,” Riki said.
There was no emotion in his face, but the coldness in his voice scares Seonwoo.
“The chairman's father?” Seonwoo asked.
Riki nodded.
“He was just starting his career on the underground then, and his mission is to eliminate weaker dealers. It happened that he discovered my parents and he killed them. He was the mastermind behind the ambush, and he's also the one who kept me alive in the hospital. He told everyone that I was his nephew, he lied about me.”
“But it was fine,” Riki let out a faint smile. “All I remember from Mr. Park are the times he showed me kindness. He gave me a family I could rely on, a bed to sleep and a future to live.”
Seonwoo reached for the younger's hand and intertwined their fingers together.
“It was really fine. I'm fine,” Riki assured him. “I understand why he did that, I'm also living this life now and I know how hard it is to survive. I have to kill people in order to live.”
“How did you discover the truth? Do the chairman knows the truth as well?”
Riki nodded.
“They were behind me when Mr. Park was telling me the story. Jay-hyung actually got mad at his Dad and didn't talk to him for months, until his Dad died. Jay-hyung then made sure to keep me safe and it's actually getting really annoying,” Riki speaks, almost frowning.
“There were people always following me. They thought they're being hideous but I could spot them just fine. I told Jay-hyung that I could handle myself but he wouldn't listen to me,” Riki speaks as he glared at one corner.
Seonwoo follows Riki's look and found a small device hidden from the corner of the room.
Seonwoo's jaw almost dropped, “Is it a camera?”
Riki then shrugged, “I've already destroyed it. Psh, I knew Sunghoon-hyung would install multiple cameras here.”
Seonwoo still couldn't believe it, were they watching everything that's happening inside the house?
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