- 𝙼𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚢 8-1

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"Do you know anything about the retribution for illegal immigration?" He asked as he stood up.

"What the...heck...are you asking...now..."
I still was panting But he seemed perfectly fine.

He started walking across the room with one of his hands in his pocket. I guess it was a habit of him.

"Illegal immigration.  There has been a significant increase since the beginning of the war; especially from north to south. Did you know that North has a death penalty for northern immigrants?"

Why the fuck he was bringing up regulation all of a sudden?

"Such an inept country." I replied
sarcastically hoping that he would leave as soon as possible so i could rest.
His whole being was annoying.

"Rules were made from the beginning. Don't you think that people who bypass the law, regardless of it consequences are the inept ones?"

"Get to your point sir..." I barely could keep my eyes open.

Suddenly he snaped like he noticed something interesting.
"Imagine a northerner fleeing his country to the south during the war, joining the southern army to fight the north. The probability of dying in war is almost the same as being executed in his own country."

He paused for a moment.
I could felt the cold sweat dripping down my spine.

"Jung wooyoung."

He turned around and stared at me with not a very questionable gaze.

"Why did you have to bother so much to commit suicide?"

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