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❝ bloody knuckles&clockwork hearts pt ii ❞
When you wake up the next morning, you pray to whatever higher being is up there that yesterday was a fever dream. A hallucination. Literally anything to prevent it from being the truth. But no. When you step out of your bedroom, a tray of freshly made bulgogi chicken and rice coated with seaweed lies on the dining table. There's a little note, too.
It reads:
Hey, kid. Enjoy the meal.
Don't die or Chairman-ssi will castrate me. I don't want that.
Enjoy!
that one Ahjussi <(>w<)b
You groan. Of course. The one time you would actively prefer the hallucinations and then this happens. God. Why are the hallucinations never there when you need them? And that ahjussi uses kaomojis too, like a weirdo.
. . .
But food is food. It probably isn't poisoned, because you don't think ahjussi-nim would take very kindly to that, so.
You take a cautious bite, and have to suppress a groan. After weeks of living on instant noodles and cheap gimbap, this bulgogi is like heaven. The flavor. . .so sublime! A gift from God, truly! Your eyes sparkle. Delicious.
Then you remember who made it and sober up. Stupid ahjussi, spoiling my meal even when he's not here. . .
That ahjussi is an S-Rank Hunter. You got a small taste of his power before, and you remember how easily he had disarmed the idiot mobster. Even though the generic henchman lacked technique and precision, he was strong. And yet that ahjussi took him down easily. You will have to be really careful in the future.
You sigh. It's a school day today. Fuck.
I'm too tired for this. . .
Sung Jinwoo is there waiting by the school gates. You feel your pace quicken when you notice him. "[l/n]!" He smiles, which quickly turns into a look of worry when he sees your face properly. "Oh, no. . ."
"What's wrong?" You question, patting the skin on your face. "Is there blood on my face?"
"No?!" Sung Jinwoo looks horrified. "Why would there be blood on your face?"
