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13 June, 2019Tokyo Japan

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13 June, 2019
Tokyo
Japan

"Sir, a girl is at the door. She is asking for you"

The buff man said in an almost robotic tone, head held high with black glasses on, well built body covered with the uniform of the same dark fabric.

A smirk curled up on the younger man's lips as he placed the glass of wine on the table, leaning against the backrest of the sofa, throwing his head back, closing his eyes. Howbeit, there was no hint of evil tainting his smirk. It was no smirk corrupted by devious or immoral character.

"So, you are finally here, Aya Park."

Parting his eyelids, he sat up straight as his fingers combed through his slightly tousled hair before he fixed his tie.

Eyes travelling to his guard, a hint of joy of attaining a sweet fruit after longing flashed in his eyes as he ordered,

"Let her in"

The man nodded, hand immediately activating his earpiece passing the order from the supreme boss to his comrades.

A click echoed through the almost silent mansion as Jay Park's ears picked up timid footsteps heading near before a short girl entered the hall.

Damp, greasy hair sticking to her wet clothes, his sister neared them, eyes scanning the huge interior with ostentatious display of wealth and prosperity. She scanned the expensive vases and statues placed around with a set of sofas placed in the centre of the huge hall, a red carpet with traditional patterns engraved on it covered the floor.

Resting on the armrest of the sofa was a hand, adorned with rings, fingers tapping the solid surface in a successive rhythm as the young girl's eyes travelled to his arm covered with black fabric and then her eyes met his.

Her eyes widened, seeing her brother after almost an eternity. Several emotions swirled inside her as she felt the sudden urge to run into his arms and hide herself in his embrace. However, she forced her head down, peering her gaze away from him, afraid of the person he might have become. He might not be the same anymore. He could have changed.

A thick and uncomfortable silence settled in the place, seeming almost deafening as Aya rubbed her clammy palms together, nervousness flooding her insides under her brother's gaze.

"Aya Park, welcome", He finally broke the silence, gesturing the guard to leave them alone without tearing his gaze off her. The subordinate complied with his words immediately, bowing before leaving the place.

"Jay, I... I am. Hello. My name is sixteen and I am Aya Park years old. I hope you remember me. You are my sister", the girl spoke, nervousness evident on her face as the man raised his brow on hearing her words.

The girl's eyes widened realising what stupid words she had spewed under the horror and nervousness her body felt at the moment.

"I apologise! I meant I am your brother!", She corrected quickly before her eyes enlarged as she shook her head vigorously.

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