Adrenaline [ KTH ]

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" You did what?!" She stood up from her chair not believing what was her father talking about.

" Dasom, keep your voice down, you're not in a garden it is my workplace. " Dasom's father spoke calmly while she was just watching him in disbelief.

" Are you fucking kidding me? Does Jihoon know? Does he know what on earth are you about to do? " She spoke harshly not caring about the fact that she just cursed in front of her father.

" Park Dasom! Language! It's already been decided you're going to Seoul the day after tomorrow. End of discussion. " She knew that her father's words were final, but she couldn't just accept it this easily.

" But, dad! Don't you know how dangerous he is? I'm so damn sure that if Jihoon gets to know about this, it's hard to even think about it. " Dasom shook her head thinking about her older brother.

" I said enough, Dasom! Get out of my office now. I have a meeting with your soon-to-be husband. " She glared at her dad for the last time judging him silently before making her way out of his office in anger. There was no way she was going to marry this person. She should just leave for Seoul tonight to meet Jihoon. This was too messed up for her.

Dasom was walking angrily taking big steps towards the elevator trying to escape this horrible atmosphere. This whole thing was making her angry and frustrated. How can he even make her marry a strange unknown and dangerous person in such a horrible part of her life? Dasom wasn't even looking around as she was walking in anger suddenly bumping into another tall figure. Her angry eyes met another pair of dark brown eyes looking down at her as Dasom gasped.

" Jihoon..." She breathed out seeing her older brother boiling in pure anger. He was more than angry.

" Move, Dasom. " Jihoon spat coldly looking behind her. Dasom knew. She knew that Jihoon got to know what was going to happen and she knew that her father would only listen to her older brother, so she just moved out of the way letting her brother meet their father.

On the other hand, Jihoon was angry. There was no way he was going to let go of his sister like that and worse, give her to some stranger. Jihoon made his way to his father's office caring less about his father's hard paperwork. He was too angry to care at the moment.

" Mr. Park. " Jihoon stood in front of his father with red eyes looking straight into his forehead. Mr. Park looked up seeing his eldest child glaring at him and he knew what was the matter.

" I don't have time for it, Jihoon. We'll talk
about it at home." Mr. Park didn't care that his son had to drive to Busan from Seoul just to make him think about it for the last time.

" No. We will talk right now. " Jihoon stood still not giving a damn about his father's work.

" Jihoon-"

" What, Jihoon? Are you out of your mind? What are you doing with Dasom's life? Are you going mad? Look at her. Look at your daughter suffering. Don't you think she will suffer even more? Why the fuck did you make a deal with that mafia jerk? Are you that crazy? " Mr. Park thought for a moment before shooking his head.

" What do you understand about business and what do you understand about life? " Mr. Park looked at his elder son.

" I understand enough to know that you're going to ruin my sister's life. You better stop this right now, before you regret it. " Jihoon turned to leave but then remembered that he couldn't hold this huge thing right now.

" Does he know? " Jihoon turned to face his father again. " Does that Kim Taehyung know that Dasom is sick? Does he know that she has a low chance of surviving? " Jihoon glared at his father once again. Mr. Park gulped. He forgot about this important part, but how can he tell to Mr. Kim after signing the contract? He got himself into a mess. He messed everything up, but now, there's no turning back.

Dasom was sitting in a coffee near her house thinking about her life. She had an opportunity to live, but she also could just decide to leave. Cancer. It was the only thing that was making her weak. It was destroying her lungs making her feel alive. Her life was never miserable since Jihoon was always there for help. He was that type of older brother who was also a best friend. After Jihoon moved to Seoul they got even closer. Knowing that another man was entering her life without her permission made her want to stab somebody hard.

Ordering a cup of Latte Dasom sat near the window watching people walking by. Mostly all of them had blank faces probably from tiredness or stress. Her life was like that once. She was unhappy, stressed, tired, frustrated, mad, and angry. It was the time when her mom left. Dasom and her mother were closer than Dasom and Jihoon. Her mom would always light up her mood and talk about girl stuff. They were so close that probably her mother was asking Dasom to meet her by making her sick. That was the only logical explanation for a girl who lost her mother and also her No.1 best friend ever.