I'm warming my hands on the bridges I've burnt
Junhui
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Pandora
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《Explosion》
Junhui worked as a special effects designer and during the fall season he would volunteer at haunted house, creating small explosion and smoke bombs.
Who knew Jun's knowledge of how to make and assemble a bomb would become such valuable information.
Sure he's had his prototypes sold on the black market, but that was always someone else doing the handing over, never Jun himself.
He got sketchy offers from even more sketchy people that wanted Jun to work with them. But he always declined.
He worked for no one.
Well actually that wasn't true. Jun worked at a fancy restaurant on his off time as a pianist.
One night he was walking back to his apartment to realize the door was unlocked, and the only thing stolen was his most dangerous bomb prototype.
"Fuck me." Jun cursed as he turned his apartment upside down looking for the bomb, only to find a card with a location written on it.
And at that location, 5 men were waiting for them. "Welcome Junhui, how lovely of you to join us." Seungcheol smiled as Jun glared at him.
"Look, I don't know who you guys are or what you want, but just give me my bomb back." Jun sighed.
"Sorry, no can do. Not until we talk atleast." Seungcheol said motioning Jun to sit down at the table.
"Your funny if you think I'm sitting down with a bunch of mafia men." Jun scoffed.
"Why does everyone think we are the mafia?!" Jeonghan threw his hands up in the air. "We're not mafia." He added with a smile.
"I still rather stand." Jun nodded slowly.
"Don't worry, this isn't going to take long, all we wanted to say is that we want you on our team, preferably your work on explosives. But having you in person would be a bonus." Seungcheol smiled.
Normally Jun would turn them down in a heartbeat, but something was telling him to stay. From Seungcheol's kind smile to the boy with copper hair holding his bomb prototype.
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