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24 :: Madholic Arena PT2

Speaking from more than one personal experience, revenge feels great! And contrary to the conventional wisdom you keep hearing, you don't feel guilty and you don't feel bad. In fact you just feel really good and satisfied and you stay that way.

To me in short; revenge is sweet. Some one having done something too you whether it be talking shit about you or punching you in the face.

Getting revenge is kind of like getting justice, depending on the situation it can both be satisfying and demoralising. That just depends on what kind of person you are.

I am too impatient of a person to wait for justice. If someone has been a bitch to me, I will make sure they know how it feels, by getting back what they stole from me. It's like a loan. The longer they have enjoyed what was taken away from me, the more interest I will take back.

I have taken many types of revenges, most of which were so silent that the person might have wondered that if it was all of their fault or that the ‘life' was punishing them.

With revenge, comes a feeling of power, satisfaction, and happiness. People say that time will pay. I have to be honest with myself, that's an expectation I can't ever fulfil.

But Song Taeju wasn't the kind I was vengeful of. Rather the one I hated.

I did not intend to whisper his presence in Y/n's ear but that's what we came for.

"Act normal and continue dancing." Saying so, Y/n twirled herself and tapped on her hearing device, putting her brother on call.

With elegantly bold steps, she strutted among the guys admiring her. Then changed the music again, playing a sensual melody I was absolutely unaware of. I kept my eye on her. Not only did I do the said action to take care of her but also because I found it hard for myself to pull my eyes away from her beautiful stature.

Her arms wrapped around Song Taeju as he whispered something in her ear. I noticed Jimin undercover, staring sternly at them. She hissed something in his ears and then I failed to keep my gaze firm.

A mob flashed in and I lost track of her.

"Soobin!" I felt a ragged pull on my shoulder.

"What?"

"Where did she go?" Jimin spoke with terror.

"I... I don't... I lost her." My voice was failing to be audible but he heard it. I expected maddening yells but he didn't do so. He nodded and gestured me to chase the track we last saw.

I shook myself out of my zone and started to push through the crowd, following the trail my memory sensed. I saw her on the right but if she had proceeded that way, Dami will take a note. Dami hadn't. She hadn't walked to the right.

"Straight, Binie. She went straight upstairs." Yeonjun spoke over our device.

I ran towards the left, trying to jump over the dancers to get to the second floor where they gambled. I knew this.